The Arcade Fire: Haiti

Sångerskan, Régine Chassagne, kommer från Haiti och skriver om sina reaktioner i The Guardian. Och här är låten Haiti: Haiti, mon pays, wounded mother I’ll never see. Ma famille set me free. Throw my ashes into the sea. Mes cousins jamais nes hantent les nuits de Duvalier. Rien n’arrete nos espirits. Guns can’t kill what soldiers can’t see. In the forest we are hiding, unmarked graves where flowers grow. Hear the soldiers angry yelling, in the river we will go. Tous les morts-nes forment une armee, soon we will reclaim the earth. All the tears and all the bodies bring … Fortsätt läsa The Arcade Fire: Haiti

The Arcade Fire: Neon Bible (live in an elevator)

It’s the Neon Bible, the Neon Bible Not much chance for survival, If the Neon Bible is right. Oh God! well look at you now! Oh! you lost it, but you don’t know how! In the light of a golden calf, Oh God! I had to laugh! Take the poison of your age, Don’t lick your fingers when you turn the page, It was wrong but you said it was right, In the future I will read at night. Fortsätt läsa The Arcade Fire: Neon Bible (live in an elevator)