The Map - Parquet Courts

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The doctor pulled out a map
I studied it, and there I saw:
Envy, bitterness, love, nostalgia, confusion, guilt, and desire
All illuminated like neon on the perimeters of a bustling thoroughfare
Soliciting my neurons for their patronage
Buzzing and pregnant with emotional potential
Ships docking harbors like thoughts approaching the threshold of perception
Towns of rapid traffic synapse intersections
Forests of dense cranial arbors
I continued studying the map

"It's here"
The doctor pointed to an empty patch
There was one road leading out to an empty patch
It didn't dead end but just sort of disappeared in isolation

"Right here?"
I surveyed the space with my finger
The doctor nodded gravely
"I'll leave you with the map for a moment," he said
Then gathered his instruments and neatly exited the room

I traced the path of the disappearing road until it was no longer a road
Tapping with my finger on what I decided was the threshold of the road's existence
I stated, "It is here where I will retire"Lyrics provided by TANCODEhttp://lyricsever.com/" readonly=""/>

The Map Lyrics

You'll be uncomfortable 40 percent of the time
When you open the gates of adulthood
A fair warning, dare I question its accuracy?
But still, there was much I wasn't told
And much that wasn't explained
I decided to venture out seeking answers
I went to a professional
"Can you pinpoint the origin of my anxiety?"


The doctor pulled out a map
I studied it, and there I saw:
Envy, bitterness, love, nostalgia, confusion, guilt, and desire
All illuminated like neon on the perimeters of a bustling thoroughfare
Soliciting my neurons for their patronage
Buzzing and pregnant with emotional potential
Ships docking harbors like thoughts approaching the threshold of perception
Towns of rapid traffic synapse intersections
Forests of dense cranial arbors
I continued studying the map

"It's here"
The doctor pointed to an empty patch
There was one road leading out to an empty patch
It didn't dead end but just sort of disappeared in isolation

"Right here?"
I surveyed the space with my finger
The doctor nodded gravely
"I'll leave you with the map for a moment," he said
Then gathered his instruments and neatly exited the room

I traced the path of the disappearing road until it was no longer a road
Tapping with my finger on what I decided was the threshold of the road's existence
I stated, "It is here where I will retire"

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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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