This is how I feel about Candy — it’s not my kind of music. No, not at all. I’m not into “wall of sound” or shoegaze bands, and breathy lyrics kind of creep me out. And yet I could not stop listening to it. Is that good or bad? At least it’s worth writing about.
Here’s what I think of when I listen to “Last Night”:
The girl is walking through the woods, wearing a nightgown (imagine your own lingerie). It is snowing gently, but she does not seem cold. Her bare feet leave slight tracks in the brush and snow that covers the ground. She pushes a branch aside and peers into a clearing. A man is sitting there, looking into a fire. As she approaches, he looks at her, and then his wings unfurl, as white and cold as the snow. He stands up and, still watching her, holds out a hand. She takes his hand, steps up to him, and puts her arms around his neck. He takes off into the sky, driving upwards until they are just another glittering speck, as cold as the stars.
Disturbingly like a Meatloaf video, no? Anyway. Listen for yourself.
Candy – Site at Stolen Recordings (NSFW, oddly enough)
[These tracks have been removed. You can contact me if you’d like a copy.]
Candy – Last Night
Candy – A Breath
Candy – Charlie May
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