Friday, April 29, 2011

If You Could Speak; God Help the Girl

Today is so Belle and Sebastian! It’s winter, it’s cold, I’m drinking hot chocolate... Only one thing is missing to complete this scenario: to be in love! Well, while my heart doesn’t fall in love with a gorgeous crop girl, the way is content myself with the beautiful voice and melodies of these charming nine girls invited to sing with Stuart Murdoch in his musical project called “God Help the Girl.”

In the band’s website we can read that God Help the Girl arose from Murdoch’s wishes of having female vocals sing some songs he wrote: “I was out for a run and I got this tune in my head and it occurred to me that it wasn’t a Belle and Sebastian song. I could hear female voices and strings, I could hear the whole thing, but I just couldn’t envisage myself singing it with the group.

The website still says: “a total of nine different singers (including Neil Hannon from the Divine Comedy and Asya from American teen trio, Smoosh) joining the members of Belle and Sebastian over the course of a few months. (…) The result is a breathtaking record from one of pop’s most singular voices, combining the strengths and feel of the early Belle and Sebastian records in a broader musical palette, which draws equally on musicals, sixties’ girl groups, eighties’ indie and, most of all, classic pop records.

I got out of bed
And came here for adventure
I stepped on a stone on the way
I took off my shoe
And a dog came towards me
Wagging his tail happily

Dog, if you could speak
You'd know what to do
Simply turn around and run
Dog, if you could speak
You'd bury your bone
And you'd show me the way back home

Got out of bed
And I put on my sunsuit
Blue checky short and a dress
Nothing was left for a girl in pajamas
No breakfast, no kindness, no game

Girl, if you could speak
You'd know what to do
Ages left a gift with you,
Rent the cheap second-hand crystal ball
I will trust my future to you

I got out of bed when the springs wouldn't have me
If I held me up like a guy
Fed into my soup
And I walked out to breakfast
Green leafs and blue sky and sun

Boy, if you could speak
You'd know what to do
You'd say "Don't let the wall core out"
Remember all you saw and tell it back
In the stories when the day is done
Remember all you saw and tell it back
In the stories when the day is done


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