Check out the (unutterably bizarre, yet indescribably brilliant) video for Leeds band Wild Beasts:
I’ve got to admit – I have no idea what’s going on with this band. And I have no idea what the song, “brave bulging buoyant clairvoyants” is about. Or what the singer is singing. Or even why the constant falsetto hasn’t driven me insane, and how this doesn’t cross the line between whimsical brilliance and… plain whimsy – it’s just… brilliant: incredibly catchy, and it got my foot tapping.
“brave bulging buoyant clairvoants” is the band’s first single, and it’ll be out on the 20th on November in the UK.
Check out the Wild Beasts on myspace.
C’mon we’re young, we’re young
Yet we’ll be dead as soon
C’mon we came, we came
From our mother’s womb to swoon
Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants
Adopting this young spirit of sin
To make the most, before we turn to ghost
Before, old friend, life’s just a means to an end
To make the most, before we turn to ghost
Swig the bottle, bottle
Slap the face of Aristotle
Race me, Race me, Race me, Race me
In yer fourth hand jalopy
Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants
Adopting this young spirit of sin
To make the most, before we turn to ghost
Before, old friend, life’s just a means to an end
To make the most, before we turn to ghost
My mother, she said, “you don’t delve in taboo”.
But mother, my moribund will come
When I’m through with taboo
Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants
Adopting this young spirit of sin
To make the most, before we turn to ghost
Before, old friend, life’s just a means to an end
To make the most, before we turn to ghost
That sink and pull in the guts
That’s this foolhardy flux