Nada Surf - The Agony of Laffite

És collonut. Sóc molt fan dels Spoon però he hagut de descobrir aquesta meravella de cançó en el fantàstic If a I had a Hi-Fi dels Nada Surf, que és un disc de versions.

El primer cop que vaig sentir la cançó vaig tancar els ulls i vaig notar com m'agafaven la ma i em feien volar. Moltes escoltes després em segueix provocant la mateixa sensació.


Ah, la versió és infinitament millor que l'original.

All I ever asked of you
Was a copy of Garage Days
And to tell me the truth
Ain't no one watching you
Exit Ventura Highway

It's like I knew two of you, man
The one before and after we shook hands
Taking the calls
But in all forgetting what's been said

And after dark in a cab in L.A.

Forget about the meter, man

These are salad days

Comes on the radio

Comes on and what's being said

Is you're no better than

(Sylvia)

No better than

(Sylvia)

No better than

(Sylvia)

Where you are

(Where you've been)

No better than

(Sylvia, Sylvia)

No better than

(Sylvia)

Where you are

No better than

(Where you've been)

Where you are

And where you've been

And where you've gone, oh no

Here's a mark, he's a mark on the page

Dishing out the wisdom of this reflexive age

Dotting the eyes with an eye

For defining what you were

So when you do that line tonight

Remember that it came at a steep price

And keep telling yourself

There's more to you than her

'Cause you're no better than

(Sylvia)

No better than

(Sylvia)

No better than

(Sylvia)

Where you are

(Where you've been)

No better than

(Sylvia, Sylvia)

No better than

Where you are

(Where you've been)

No better than

Where you are, where you been

And where you gone, oh no

Where you gone, oh no

No, no, no, no, no, no

No, no, no, no