tame impala – feels like we only go backwards

An anthem to atavism, with a great video directed by Joe Pelling and Becky Sloan, made entirely from plasticine collage. Off the album Lonerism, which came out on Modular in November 2012.

It feels like I only go backwards, baby
Every part of me says go ahead
I got my hopes up again, oh no, not again
Feels like we only go backwards, darling.

I know that you think you sound silly when you call my name
But I hear it inside my head all day
When I realize I’m just holding on to the hope that maybe your feelings don’t show

It feels like I only go backwards, baby
Every part of me says go ahead
Then I got my hopes up again, oh no, not again
Feels like we only go backwards darling.

The seed of all this indecision isn’t me, oh no
‘Cause I decided long ago
But that’s the way it seems to go
I’ve tried so hard to get to something real, it feels…
It feels like I only go backwards, darling…

mowgli and raksha

are the stories told by grandma on a moonless night less true than those told in the moonlight?
are stories spun with hunger-sour spit less sweet than those spat by a fat belly grandma?
how much does spittle matter in the natter of friends?
and like that we were sent to bed, to cuddle our empty tums to suck on our thinning thumbs.