1972

Broken Social Scene

Kevin Drew and Brendan Canning front this outstanding band who routinely rotate members — sometimes superstars like Fiest — to make artful, sprawling indie rock/pop. But what a band, who still manages to maintain some real continuity over all their recordings.

Have always loved Anthems for a Seventeen Year Old Girl and Lover’s Spit — but today I’m drawn to something newer. This tune made so many of my pandemic playlists, that I had to get it in here. Love Ariel Engle’s vocal and the energy in this beauty.

We’re dying.

What a thing to get clear on, especially during the pandemic. Sometimes I do, but I don’t like to ignore it. It’s coming. So, best to live well today.

And what I love most about this track is that it somehow still feels soothing and uplifting, even as it moves through darker waters.

Back in 1972, I didn't really know
I never really knew how we were moving
'Cause we didn't come to light this loss
Just because

1972, I barely knew
Of lights and sounds and sparkle eyes and reasons to lose
It's okay, got the cemetery gold
Beauty can't console

Life leads, eyes bless
I've got it, you need it, we want it, it's dead
House calm, wives left
We're dying here, we're dying here
I've got it, you need it, we want it, it's love
I've seen it, I've heard it, I steal it, it's death
We're dying, we're dying
We're dying

Blinking in the bright light with you
I really have to believe that everyone and everything
Just shines for the one to find this is loss
And just because

Sparkle like you would for them
Preyed upon, I prayed within
The heart, the home, the house, the sin that waits until then
The call, the hope, the shape, the dead, the centuries dying

Life leads, eyes bless
I've got it, you need it
We want it, it's dead
House calm, wives left
We're dying here, we're dying here
I've got it, you need it
We want it, it's love
I've seen it, I've heard it
I steal it, it's death
We're dying, we're dying
We're dying