Trouble

The National have come out with a new album, Trouble Will Find Me. My first thoughts are good ones. The album is filled with beautiful slow anthem melodies, mixed with calm melancholy lyrics. The National always do a great job of blending Berninger‘s deep remorseful vocals with a minimalist guitar and beat driven arrangement. The beat skips but it is just right to give the music that sorrowful tweaked vibe. It is a dark but stunning sixth full length album.

Over time these guys have become a favorite band of mine, it is funny how your musical tastes change and your love for a band’s music develops and grows. I appreciate this admiration, it is like a good long friendship… It gets better and better over the years. Highly recommended. Although, I am sure this is no surprise to some of you. xX

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Trouble Will Find Me 2013 (4AD)

I’m in the city you hated
My eyes are falling
Counting the clicks with the living dead
My eyes are red

I’m in the crush and I hate it
My eyes are falling
I’m having trouble inside my skin
I try to keep my skeletons in

Is it weird to be back in the south?
And can they even tell
That the city girl was ever there
Or anywhere

I’m having trouble inside my skin
I try to keep my skeletons in
I’ll be your friend
And a f*ck up and everything,
But I’ll never be
Anything you ever want me to be.

I keep coming back here where everything slipped
But I will not spill my guts out
I keep coming back here where everything slipped
But I will not spill my guts out

I don’t need any help to be breakable, believe me
I know nobody else who can laugh along to any kind of joke
I won’t need any help to be lonely when you leave me

It’ll be easy to cover
Gather my skeletons far inside
It’ll be summer in Dallas
Before I realize

I don’t want you to grieve
But I want you to sympathize (alright)
I can’t blame you for losing
Your mind for a little while (so did I)
I don’t want you to change
But I want you to recognize (that I)

It’ll be easy to cover
Gather your skeletons far inside
It’ll be summer in Dallas
Before you realize
That I’ll never be
Anything you ever want me to be

I keep coming back here where everything slipped
But I will not spill my guts out
I keep coming back here where everything slipped
But I will not spill my guts out

 

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