Bloc Party - Hunting For Witches, Song For Clay

我沒有介紹新音樂的習慣，偶爾心血來潮回頭聽一些自己特別喜歡的音樂，感覺對了就想放上來。雖然他們的音樂我在自己的版以前就放過了，但我猜會抓來聽的大概少之又少，現在網誌有了些不同的人在看又不用抓下來才能聽，為了滿足自以為的完整性，就再分享一次！

這兩首在 Bloc Party 2007 年專輯 A Weekend in The City 裡，雖然蠻多人覺得首張專輯 Silent Alarm 比較經典，不過我沒那麼常聽，所以就放上第二張最喜歡的兩首。他們吸引我的原因是編曲多層，尤其用耳機聽感覺特別棒，還有歌詞很有故事性，應該是說詞曲都在試圖訴說著些什麼，讓你不得不去注意歌詞內容，要不然通常我是很少去搞懂歌詞，最後就是黑人主唱搭一位華裔鼓手及兩位白人的英國樂團實在很帥氣，哈哈。
（而且鼓手完完全全就是我喜歡的 style，god，長這麼斯文，打鼓又超吸引人，而且才大我五歲）

Hunting For Witches

I'm sitting on the roof of my house
With a shotgun and a six pack of beer
The newscaster say's "the enemy is among us!"
As bombs explode on the 30 bus
Kill that middle class indecision
Now is not the time for liberal thought
So I go hunting for witches
Heads are going to roll
So I go hunting
1990's, optimistic as a teen
But now its terror, airplanes crash into towers
The Daily mail say's "the enemy is among us!"
"Taking our women and taking our jobs"
All reasonable thought is being drowned out
By the non-stop baying, baying for blood
So I go hunting for witches
Heads are going to roll
So I go hunting
I was an ordinary man, with ordinary desire
I watched TV it informed me
I was an ordinary man with ordinary desire
There must be accountability
Disparate and misinformed
Fear keeps us all in place



Song For Clay (Disappear Here)

I am trying to be heroic
In an age of modernity
I am trying to be heroic
As all around me history sinks
So I enjoy and I devour
Flesh and wine and luxury
But in my heart I am so lukewarm
Nothing ever really touches me
At the Trois Garcons, we meet at precisely 9 o clock
I order the foie gras and I eat it with complete disdain
Bubbles rise in champagne flutes, but when we kiss I feel nothing
Feasting on sleeping pills and Marlboro reds
Self-pity won’t save you
Oh how our parents suffered for nothing
Live the dream like the 80's never happened
People are afraid to merge on the freeway
Disappear here
We stroll past the queue, into the magazine launch party
I am handed a pill and I swallow it with complete disdain
Kick drum pounds off beat high hats remember to look bored
We suck each other's faces and make sure we are noticed
The cocaine won't save you
East London is a vampire it sucks the joy right out of me
Dressed like the cover of a magazine. I've aged so in these golden years

（Matt Tong <-喀喀，我又犯花癡了）