Quit hiding that you're trying to get close to me
I believe it's the one thing you said without smiling
It's dubious or it's cruel
I'm losing my homemade cool
Are you fueling the loose ends?
Are you cooling your jets?
You hide in my bed and i'm hiding in my bed
I can't face the cold, grey cold
You can't play nursemaid and be the crazy patient
Hey, you know nobody's chasing us
This is the honest sound of coming down
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I still wonder why I chose "The sound of coming down" to talk about Seattle's The Long Winters in our blog. In fact, I don't think this song is their best nor my favourite and hopefully the best from John Roderick and the guys is yet to come. As long time fans from the band know, this doesn't mean that all the band's work to date isn't good. On the contrary, it's great, but here at EGWM we have high expectations since we saw the band last February @ la [2] in Barcelona. What a concert! Almost two and half hours (one of the longest acts I've ever seen) of awesome tunes, jokes and permanent leadership from one of the best frontmans around: the aforementioned John Roderick, who was almost kicked out of stage by the venue's staff. How can't you fall in love with songs such as the lovely "Delicate hands", the beautiful "The Commander thinks aloud", the summertimish "Shapes", the stupidly romantic "Stupid", the magnificent "Blanket hog" or the infectious "Teaspoon" among a thousand others? We did and so should you. Anyway, less talking and more listening. Oh, just one more thing: give us a sign, John. Bring this fantastic beard of yours back and return soon. We miss you.
Download the song (thanks to "It's Hard to Find a Friend")
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