«It’s your party, but I’ll die if I want to«

A principios del 2007, los blogs y sitios de música en el mundo, se empezaban a desvivir en elogios hacia una semi-desconocida banda del País de Gales, compuesta por 7 estudiantes de la Universidad de Cardiff, y todo por el lanzamiento de un limitadisimo single en vinil llamado We Throw Parties, You Throw Knives. Fue así como Los Campesinos! empezaron a llamar la atención por todo el mundo, en gran parte gracias a la distribución de su música en línea. Han sacado desde entonces otro par de singles que si bien no tan buenos como este, prometen mucho para su debut en Febrero del 2008, Hold On Now, Youngster….

Descarga: Los Campesinos! – We Throw Parties, You Throw Knives

Extras:
We Throw Parties, You Throw Knives (En vivo Festival Les Inrocks)
Don’t Tell Me To Do The Math(s) (B-side)

Visita: Los Campesinos! Website

Compra en: AmazonUK

La lista completa hasta ahora: Top Singles 2007

 

Los Campesinos! – We Throw Parties, You Throw Knives

When you play pass the parcel with human body parts
Somebody might get head, but someone will get hurt
And I’ll sing what you like, if you shout it straight back at me

There‘s red stains all over the place
But they’re not blood, they’re cherryade
We throw parties, you throw knives
It’s all the same if the fizzy drinks are nice

And it’s great that you care so much about things
But you left talcum powder all over the bathroom
And yeah, it is great, you can blow her smoke rings
But you won’t taste her lips if you do get to kiss her
And it’s your party, but I’ll die if I want to, I’ll die if I want to

There‘s red stains all over the place
But they’re not blood they’re cherryade
We throw parties, you throw knives
It’s all the same if the fizzy drinks are nice

The music was ok, but the fresh air was better
And I couldn’t tell if the singer’s keyboard was a crutch or a synthesizer
But it sounded like he’d broken a limb
Each and every time he pushed a key down or in

 

There‘s red stains all over the place
But they’re not blood they’re cherryade
We throw parties, you throw knives
It’s all the same if the fizzy drinks are nice

 

(There’s red stains all over the place
But they are not blood, they’re cherryade
We throw parties, you throw knives
It’s all the same if the fizzy drinks are nice
Oh no, it’s my mistake, you cut your tongue while taking a sip
It’s over, tell his mother, the party is over)

Team Campesinos
Trick or treating
On your driveway
In the middle of August
One of us dressed as a zombie
One of us dressed as a pirate
One of us dressed as a ninja
Four of us dressed as schoolgirls
And I’m starin’ you straight in the eyes
I’m shaking my head
And I’m starin’ you straight in your eyes