One of two recent singles heralding the forthcoming new album by Scotland’s Aidan Moffat and Malcolm Middleton, a witty, articulate, deadpan lament about online hate, mixing a disco beat with guitar line. The new album is titled: I’m totally fine with it - don’t give a fuck anymore, out on 10th May. To explore more by Arab Strap, including also another recent single, Allatonceness, which in parallel is about being addicted to the endless stream of online lunacy and bullshit – constant bad news, disinformation and conspiracy theories, abuse and threats, and takes its title from Marshall McLuhan’s terrifyingly relevant 1967 book The Medium Is The Massage, see also the other embedded links below. and past material including their last album, 2021’s As Days Get Dark. Out on Rock Action Records.
She lives and laughs until she cries
But love-heart shades hide ember eyes
In sunlit selfies, teeth and tan
A garish drink, a well-toned man
But when the sun has turned its back
And shadow sharpens its attack
Her muscle memory kicks in
To lacerate her paper skin
She reads the words that fathers, husbands, sons and brothers said
But there's no knowing what is going on inside another head
She is a ghost, she's an echo
And they can't help if thеy don't know
But the day is coming
Soon she'll be barе and unknown
On a walk in the park in the dark all alone
Her key's in her bag, her earbuds full blast
To drown out the birds, disposition downcast
And she'll call it bliss
They said beware of strangers, but now that's all we are
Rolling real-time autofiction, reveries with avatars
I'm what I think you think I am
The same voice sings a different song
A hundred billion neurons making it up as they go along
I don't know what you know, I know what I believe
I know what I can give
But I don't know what you receive
The knives are sharpened, pistols drawn
The boys warm up and flex their brawn
Soon hearts are broken, points are scored
It's just some banter when they're bored
They've always been there, they're not new
But now they've got a good venue
Let's hope the day is coming
When you'll be bare and unknown
On a walk in the park in the dark all alone
Your key's in your bag, your earbuds full blast
To drown out the birds, disposition downcast
And you will call it bliss
Cowards under camouflage
Lobbing hate-bombs, hurling jeers
Faceless brutes and bigots
Revealing all their boyhood fears
Hostility, fragility
Rejected, vengeful tattletales
We built another world
But history and hate prevail
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