The Auteurs--Junk Shop Clothes

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The Auteurs的音乐始终就象一双梦游者的眼睛，溺水者沉没后水面圆润优美的涟漪，他们携带了英国摇滚里所有最致命的病毒——Joy Division火焰般舞动的绝望，Clash无畏嚣张的理性朋克，Jesus And Mary Chain彻底分裂后对堕落的狂欢，Bauhuas在一片纯黑里胡言乱语般的自渎式祈祷，甚至Beatles对旋律的敏感与King Crimson对音乐爱因斯坦式的智商。这不是滥誉，其实正是这种过于繁杂的复合性使The Auteurs的音乐浮萍般没了根基，流云下的月影般难以捉摸——它的音乐中变幻莫测的灵感可以令你惊讶，亦可以让你听后留不下任何印象，就象乐队领袖Luke的外形，不言不笑，默默盯着身边的事物，你可以认为他凶狠、恶意十足；亦可以认为他冰冷、漠然，尸体般对周遭已无动于衷。

Will get you nowhere
They e out of season
It’s betrayal with no treason

Junk shop clothes
Will get you...
There is no reason why
Your mother was a seamstress

Claim Soutine never spent
A thrift shop dime
In this life
Lenny Bruce never walked
In a dead man抯 shoes
Even for one night

Junk shop clothes
Will get you nowhere
No summer pavilion
No shooting season
Junk shop clothes
Will get you...
For the rest of your life
And the sun never shone
On your frame pale and wan


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