Yard Act est de retour pour nous donner un dernier avant-goût de leur prochain album « Where is my utopia » qui sortira le 1er mars prochain.
« When The Laughter Stops », du rock et du Mac Beth
Après « Dream Job« , « Petroleum » et « We Make Hits« , le groupe continue de distribuer des bangers de qualité. Aujourd’hui, ils nous proposent « When the laughter stops » en featuring avec la chanteuse rock/ folk Katy J Pearson. Il y a un coté bluesy avec une grosse ligne de basse. Les ponts en spoken word s’intercalent parfaitement avec un refrain presque pop rock bien addictif. C’est très simple, si j’étais programmateur d’une radio rock, je le mettrais en boucle dans ma rotation (mais bon, je le suis pas).
Ah et vous allez vous poser la question. Qui est ce mec à la fin qui parle ? Et bien c’est l’acteur David Thewlis qui joue Remus Lupin dans Harry Potter qui dit du Mac Beth.
Lyrics:
I got the call for the audition,
it was the chance of a lifetime
It said, “If all requirements of this role come to fruition,
you’ll never work another day in your life.”
So, I let my hair grow wrong, don’t shave my face,
I got some brand new boots and gained a bit of weight,
but when I finally got the script in for the role which I was hoping,
it said I’d play the victim shot dead in the cold open.
TIME’S UP, don’t be scared,
the future got a room without a view in your own head.
Head down, no comment,
it’s just a matter of opinion.
Don’t let no one ever know about the burden that you’re smuggling,
dry your eyes at the gate to hide the struggling,
the stories that you’re juggling,
the fear you must be funnelling,
bury till you’re burrowing,
pain is such a funny thing.
So, let them replicate my past success
with casting from the same subset of men
who’s fleeting failures are all they ever knew,
With a straightface beyond repair digging a grave of nil dispair
between the crosshairs of a crop that never grow.
We pay no respect to common intellect,
and watch the insects suck the marrow from the bone,
for when we go back to our proper jobs and realise the laughter’s stopped,
I need to know my chance was fully blown.
Don’t let no one ever know about the burden that you’re smuggling,
dry your eyes at the gate to hide the struggling,
the stories that you’re juggling,
the fear you must be funnelling,
bury till you’re burrowing,
pain is such a funny thing.
TIME’S UP, don’t be scared,
the future got a room without a view in your own head.
Head down, no comment,
it’s all a matter of opinion.
