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MGMT - Oracular Spectacular 

Oracular Spectacular

MGMT / Oracular Spectacular

08年発表

1 - Time to Pretend (4:21)
2 - Weekend Wars (4:10)
3 - The Youth (3:48)
4 - Electric Feel (3:49)
5 - Kids (5:02)
6 - 4th Dimensional Transition (3:58)
7 - Pieces of What (2:43)
8 - Of Moons, Birds & Monsters (4:46)
9 - The Handshake (3:39)
10 - Future Reflections (3:58)
11 - Time To Pretend (Jorge Elbrecht of Violens Remix) [Bonus Track]

色数字:個人的オススメ

大学在学中に作ったEP「Time to Pretend」が
ハリウッド映画「ラスベガスをぶっつぶせ」に起用され
後にNMEから3曲もベスト・ソングのTOP5に潜り込むことになり
Madonnaからは「最近のヘビロテだわ」と言われ、
RadioheadBeckの大物アーティストのサポートに呼ばれ
ジャケットの奇妙なセンスからファッション誌に引っ張りだこになり、と
話題性から言えば(?)モンスター・アルバム。

個人的には話題性ところか内容もモンスターアルバムなんですが。
雑誌には「60年代、70年代のクラシック・ロック・カルチャーから影響を受けたような音楽」
と書かれていますが、
私は90年~からの音楽しか聞かないし、クラシックにはまだ早い歳なので(?)
こんな例を挙げられても全く想像もつきません。

90年からの音楽を聞いている人は、こんな音楽聞いたことなんてないはず。
音の特徴を説明しますと、
サイケデリックポップを混ぜて絵具を混ぜて吐き出した感じ。
すごくわかりにくいですね。はい。


ジャケットの独創的なファッションから想像がつくように、
なんだか民族音楽を想像させるような曲が並んでいます。
「奇妙な音楽を作りたい」という本人達の思考からみれば
こっち側に傾くのも納得がいくような気がします('∀`)

個性的な曲展開をする曲が並んでいますが、
全体的にポップにまとまってると思います。
全てがキャッチーかといえばそうでもないんですが。
聞きやすいけど多少クセがあります。
野菜炒めにカオスの隠し味。
食べやすいけど多少クセがある。
レバニラ炒め!

MGMTという独自の世界観があり、独自の道を進んでいることから
Beckのような孤高の存在に近いものがあるでしょう。
寝る前に目を閉じて聞いていると彼等の世界に引き込まれます。
あえて言うならばAnimal Collectiveを聞いたときのような奇妙な感覚です。
Animal Collectiveをダンスミュージック調にした感じといえば
わかりやすいっちゃわかりやすいかな?


1曲目のノリから電子音楽に頼ると思わせて
2曲目のスローナンバーで歌を持ってきたりと、
奇妙だけど曲ごとに奇妙の種類が違うから(?)飽きがこない。
にくい構成してるぜ・・・


ボーナストラックは正直微妙です。
国内盤何もないのはアレだから付け足しとけって感じ。
これ聞くなら普通のTime to Pretend聞きます。

これだけ1stで素晴らしいアルバムを作ったのですから2ndのプレッシャーは相当なものでしょう・・・
まぁでも何にしても2ndが凄く楽しみです。気長に待とう!



1 - Time To Pretend

I'm Feelin rough, I'm Feelin raw,
I'm in the prime of my life
Let's make some music,
Make some money, find some models for wives
I'll move to Paris,
shoot some heroin and fuck with the stars
You man the island
And the cocaine and the elegant cars

This is our decisions to live fast and die young
We've got the vision, now let's have some fun
Yeah it's overwhelming,
But what else can we do?
Gets jobs in offices
and wake up for the morning commute?
Forget about our mothers and our friends
We were fated to pretend

I'll miss the playgrounds
and the animals and digging up worms
I'll miss the comfort of my mother
and the weight of the world

I'll miss my sister, miss my father,
miss my dog and my home
Yeah I'll miss the boredom and the freedom
And the time spent alone

But there is really nothing, nothing we can do
Love must be forgotten
Life can always start up a new
The models will have children,
We'll get a divorce
We'll find some more models
Everything must run its course
We'll choke on our vomit
and that will be the end
We were fated to pretend

Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah...




2 - Weekend Wars

Evil S I
Yes to find a shore
A beach that doesn't quiver any more
Where we could crush some plants
to paint my walls
And I won't try to fight in the weekend wars

Was I I was too lazy to bathe
Or paint or write or try to make a change
Now I can shoot a gun to kill my lunch
And I don't have to love or think too much

Instant battle plans written on the sidewalk
Mental mystics in a twisted metal car
Tried to amplify the sound of light and love

Chryst is curst of faders and maders
Might even take a knife to split a hair
Or even scare the children off my lawn
Giving us time to make the makeshift bombs
Every mess invested was a score
We couldn't use computers anymore
It's difficult to win unless you're bored
And you might have to plan for the weekend wars

Try to break my heart, I'll drive to arizona
It might take a hundred years to frow an arm
I'll sit and listen to the sound of sand and cold
Twisted diamond heart, I'm the weekend warrior
My predictions are the only things I have
I can amplify the sound of light and love

I'm a curse and I'm a sound,
when I open up my mouth
There's a reason I don't win,
I don't know how to begin




3 - The Youth

This is a call to arms
To live and love and sleep together
We could flood the streets
with love or light or heat whatever
Lock the parents out
Cut a rug
Twist and shout
Wave your hands
Make it rain
The stars will rise again

The youth is starting to change?
Are you starting to change?
Are you together?
(x2)

In a couple years,
tides have turned from boos to cheers
And in spite of the weather
We can learn to make it together

The youth is starting to change
Are you starting to change?
Are you together?
(x6)




4 - Electric Feel

All along the western front
People line up to receive
She got the power in her hands
To shock you like you won't believe
Saw her in the amazon
With the voltage running through her skin
Standing there with nothing on
She's gonna teach me how to swim

Ooh girl
Shock me like an electic eel
Baby girl
Turn me on with your electic feel

All along the eastern shore
Put your circuits in the sea
This what the world is for
Making electricity
You can feel it in your mind
You can do it all the time
Plug it in and change the world
You are my electric girl

Ooh girl
Shock me like an electric eel
Baby girl
Turn me on with your erlectric




5 - Kids

You were a child,
crawling on your knees toward it
Making momma so proud
But your voice is too loud
We like to watch you laughing
Picking insects off plants
No time to think of consequences

Control yourself,
take only what you need from it
A family of trees wanted to be haunted

The water is warm, but it's sending me shivers
A baby is born, crying out for attention
The memories fade,
like looking through a fogged mirror
Decisions to decisions are mede and not bought
But I throught this wouldn't hurt a lot, I guess not

Control yourself,
take only what you need from it
A family of trees wanted to be haunted




6 - 4th Dimensional Transition

I feel your racing heart,
my liquidsilver arms extended
These waves aren't far apart
Black gold in clawfoot tubs unchanging
I am fire, where's my form?
Whisper crimson I intrude
There's light beneath your eyes
New overtones in view
Endless form endless time

If what they say is true
You are a shadow in fourth dimension
To float away with you
We see the corners where nothing happens
While we drifted we were one
Ceilings lifted walls were gone

You speak the language of the breeze
All you're leaves were meant for me
The love that every person wants to be

Stuck together, I don't like revealing secrets
I'll live inside you lips if you won't laugh
My heaving hands on rotten fruit at last

Fallow fingers, there's a surface I can count on
She'd fit inside my heart and take it over
Till her cape got blown into my red red lungs

Either there's a purpose,
or I'm heading out at breakfast
Take a drink, take a drag,
one more coffee, ugly hat
No more mirrors, woolen bag
And I am gone




7 - Pieces Of What

When the world has turned
Paralyzed and wrong
Cold-blooded claws never offer
Anything at all
Past the point of love
Shattered and untied
Waiting to pick up the pieces
That make it out alright

But pieces of what?
Pieces of what?
Pieces of what doesn't matter anymore

Moonlight on my floor
Shining through the roof
They got the city surrounded
As if I needed proof
I forgot my fear
Feel it's on the rise
Buried by all of the pieces
Falling from the sky

But pieces of what?
Pieces of what?
Pieces of what we used to call home

Lay my dragon's teeth
And shallow water steel
At the belgian gates
I'm waiting for my meal




8 - Of Moons, Birds & Monsters

Why'd you cut holes
in the face of your moon base?
Don't you know
about the temperature change
In the cold black shadow?

Are you mad at your walls
Or hoping that
an unknown force can repair things for you?
Pardon all the time
that you've thrown into your pale grey garden?
If the ship will never come,
you've gotta move along

Even a bird would want a taste of dirt
from abyssal dark
The prick of a feather could make a kingdom burn
And the bloodshed start
The falling apart
Made me a shadow in the shape of wonder
The waves of black
If she's going under I can hold my breath
till the sky comes back

Or drown like a rat
He's a rat!

To catch a monster
We make a movie
Set the tempo
And cut and cut its brains out
It will inspire on the burning pyre
Half the distance, half the motion
Communication
Easy as the ocean




9 - The Handshake

I just shook the handshake
I just sealed the deal
I'll try not to let them
Take everything they can steal
People always told me
Don't forget your roots
I know I can feel them
underneath my leather boots

I was a loner, I was just waiting by myself
When you, warped temptress,
rose to bring me happiness and wealth
Black tears, black smile,
black credit card and shoes

You can call all the people you want,
but it's you who's being used
Under your black eyes honey,
right beneath your nose
A curse on all creation,
every single thing you know
White smoke, white light,
white marble on the floor
Ir would only take a few seconds of darkness
To figure out what's in store
Little girl

You convince yourself that you want it,
but you don't know
You keep on trying
to wash the blood from your hands
But it won't go
We're gonna keep you on the run
We got the handshake under our tongue




10 - Future Reflections

And there were future reflections
On the face and the hands
On a green colored island
On a primitive man
Ir was the future reflected
Ir felt familiar but new
A street was missing a building
The kids had something to do

There was a feeling
The spirit was leaving
Red like a marker
So my tribe, with my knife
Cut the heart from a lonely life

I saw patterns on floorboards
Deep in the dust was a leader
Someone was walking on floorboards
Turned them from oak into cedar
He can assess the situation
I wrapped a string around my finger
Into the forest with the young ones
I don't expect to be a winner

But as long as you feel it
I'm a believer
My heart is phosphor
Sea rolls and death tolls
Break the surface, don't break my bones

Off of the trail and
Off of your hands and
Onto a new plan
Is the cost, to stay lost
Forever in an empty skin
Pale and thin
If it's good, or if it's fortune I can't tell

But pieces come together
for some reason just as well
Their guns couldn't see us
There's a sea outside my door
And one day I'll appreciate the rush of blood
And the washed out beat of the shore
And remember what it felt like
To be alone
Sitting in the sunlight
All alone

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