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Don’t Move by Phantogram

A pair of school friends from the rural countryside of upstate New York (near the old race track south of Lake George) have turned simple synth sounds serendipitously into an international music career.

Here’s “Don’t Move” from Phantogram‘s Nightlife EP released by barsuk records:

I’m not your nervous feeling
Each time we say goodnight
You picture buildings burning to the ground
From a basement in the street light
I’m not your drinking problem
A hole is in the sky
It’s not your heart that you’ve been thinking of,
Just the feeling like you’re gonna die

Chorus

I’m not your paranoia
When someone’s at the door
Vision fangs clawing out the throat of a body rising through the floor

I’m not your fortune teller
I’m not your spinning head
I’ll never make you uncomfortable too
This is starting to fuck with my head

All you know how to do is shake shake
Keep your body still
Keep your body still
All you do is shake shake shake
Keep your body still
Keep your body still

Don’t you realize you’re fine
Why can’t you see that you’re fine
You know that you’re still alive
You know that you’re still alive
Why don’t you know you’re alive
Don’t you know you’re alive
Buried in the sky

During times of unemployment and tough career-choices, especially in rural America, their story is an inspiration. They have managed to avoid the pressure for relocation to the big city to be discovered. Information technology not only brought easy access to information but also helped them gain fans quickly and reach a global audience. Hopefully they are not the exception but rather evidence of new rules being written.

In their music I sense a late 1980s revival of etherial melodies and lilting voices over prominent drum beats along the lines of Cocteau Twins, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Kate Bush…at the same time I can’t help but notice that Josh Carter captures perfectly the look and feel of the disenfranchised artists of late 1950s New York. Both periods are known for strong counterculture and youthful escape from the broken rules and fallen dreams of a prior generation. Interesting mashup.


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Here’s the acoustic version of their single “When I’m Small”:

Lucy’s underground,
She’s got a mouth to feed
Am I underground,
Or am I in between

Lucy’s underground,
She’s got a mouse to feed
Am I underground,
Or am I in too deep

Show me love,
You’ve got your hand on the button now
Sure enough,
You’ve got your hand on the button now

Lucy’s underground,
She’s never coming back
Am I still alive,
Or has the light gone black

Take me underground,
Take me all the way
Bring me to fire,
Throw me in the flames

So show me love,
You’ve got your hands on the button now
Sure enough,
You’ve got your hand on the button now

I’d rather die,
I’d rather die,
Than to be with you

…and here’s the polished version as produced by barsuk records.

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