Human Performance - Parquet Courts

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Human Performance Lyrics

I know exactly, where I was when I
First saw you the way I see you now, through these eyes, waiting to retry

Those pristine days I, recall so fondly
So few are trials when a life isn't lonely, and now if only

I'd never felt it, I'd never heard it
I know I loved you did I even deserve it, when you returned it

There's no suspicion, no hesitation
Believing through the eyes of sore, adoration

Witness and know, fracture and hurt
Eyes in the fire, blink unrehearsed
Shield like a house, closing its doors
Curved in the dark, rinses of yours


Ashtray is crowded, bottle is empty
No music plays and nothing moves with-out drifting, into a memory

Busy apartment, no room for grieving
Sink full of dishes and no trouble believing, that you are leaving

Mid-sentence tremors, mind at its weakest
One way of shaking off the thoughts that it sleeps with

Witness and know, fracture and hurt
Eyes in the fire, blink unrehearsed
Shield like a house, closing its doors
Curved in the dark, rinses of yours

In walks the darkness, I pitch without you
Asks me do I realize what I'd done and who I'd done to, indeed I do know

It never leaves me, just visits less often
It isn't gone and I won't feel its grip soften, without a coffin

Breathing beside me, feeling its warmness
Phantom affection gives a human, performance


Witness and know, fracture and hurt
Eyes in the fire, blink unrehearsed
Shield like a house, closing its doors
Curved in the dark, rinses of yours

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Parquet Courts is a band from New York City. At the center of the group is A. Savage, who at this point is known for his collaborations with projects like Fergus & Geronimo, Teenage Cool Kids and Wiccans. Savage is joined by three other musicians (“three quarters Texans and three quarters Pisces”) and describes the bands’ debut release as THE FALL meets NEIL YOUNG. On the band’s debut release, “American Specialties”, this all makes sense. The quartet wanders through the American and British underground, picking away their favorite parts with confidence. The lyrics, when intelligible, are bizarre and dramatic. “She looked at me like a fry pan reducing,” moans Savage, from the same lustful subconscious built by the darker moments of psychedelia. Then at times, such as on the 70’s folkish “Square States”, thoughts are more sentimental and transparent. The setting for “American Specialties” ranges from a crusty Brooklyn bodega, to an endless Texas desert. If that sort of soundscape appeals to your wondering mind, then I’m sure you’ll stumble across Parquet Courts sooner or later.

Parquet Courts new album 'Sunbathing Animal' is to be released in June 2014 on What's Your Rupture?/Mom and Pop (US) Rough Trade Records (rest of the world).




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