Gerald Jackson48 said:I have to admit—Fontaines D.C. was a bit of a discovery for me this time around. They definitely lean heavily on certain legends from the past, but despite that, "Televised Mind" has been stuck in my head for quite a while now. I've been familiar with Sons of Kemet and the London scene for ages, but these guys were new to me. Also, I have to confess—I accidentally hit play on Beck instead of them. Not that I'm complaining; Beck still has that certain something.😁
Glad you dug them. I was just as hooked when I first heard them, and I couldn't agree more regarding what you wrote about Televised Mind. I couldn't stop listening to it for days—it just wouldn't leave my head. It's a stellar track! Honestly, most of this album is.
The influence of the old guard is palpable in their sound—I'll give you that—but the quality is undeniable, and I don't mind them leaning on their idols one bit.
The sheer energy, the weight, the gloom, and that magnetic grit of their sound—combined with those sharp, blunt lyrics (as Ashley Grant66 noted regarding their debut)—creates the perfect storm for a significant work. I truly believe this album is a landmark, and time will only prove that right.
For me, the standout lyrics come from the title track:
"Don’t get stuck in the past
Say your favourite things at mass
Tell your mother that you love her
And go out of your way for others
Sit beneath a light that suits ya
And look forward to a brighter future
Life ain't always empty
Life ain't always empty...
Sink as far down as you can be pulled up
Happiness really ain't all about luck
Let your demeanor be your deep down self
And don't sacrifice your life for your health
When you speak, speak sincere
And believe me friend, everyone will hear
Life ain't always empty
Life ain't always empty...
Bring your own two cents
Never borrow them from someone else
Buy yourself a flower every hundredth hour
Throw your hair down from your lonely tower
And if, and if you find yourself in the family way
Give the kid more than what you got in your day
Life ain't always empty
Life ain't always empty...
Ah, never let a clock tell you what you got time for
It only goes around, goes around, goes around
Take your family name for your own great sins
'Cause each day is where it all begins
And don't give up too quick
You only get one line, you better make it stick
If we give ourselves to every breath
Then we’re all in the running for a hero’s death..."