Showing posts with label MGMT. Show all posts
Showing posts with label MGMT. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Speaking in Code Through Songs

When the world has turned
Paralyzed and wrong
Cold blooded claws
Never offered anything at all

Past the point of love
Shattered and untied
Waiting to pick up the pieces
That make it all alright

But pieces of what
Pieces of what
Pieces of what
Doesn't matter any more

Moonlight on my floor
Shining through the roof
They got the city surrounded
As if I needed proof

I forgot my fear
Feelings on the rise
Burying all of the pieces
Falling from the sky

But pieces of what
Pieces of what
Pieces of what
We used to call home

Pieces of what
We used to call home

When I drank your tea
And shallow water still
At the belgian gates
I waited for my meal

Monday, April 19, 2010

Sigh. Andrew VanWyngarden. Yum. And This Song is Amazing

Friday, April 16, 2010

Andrew VanWyngarden is My New Crack (or He Just May Be the Devil)

I have been listening to MGMT non-stop for about 48 hours now. Andrew VanWyngarden's voice penetrates me like...something really penetrating. And listening to MGMT is 10 times better than eating chocolate (not that i've been doing that lately). And have you looked at him? Hawt. Burning hawt.

here's the "Kids" video, which may be disturbing to those of you who like small children. (See interview below the video if you fall under that category)





And an interview with the yummy deliciousness known as Andrew VanWyngarden: