Of Monsters and Men est un tout jeune groupe islandais, 2 filles et 4 garçons, qui doit son nom au roman de Steinbeck Of Mice and Men (Des souris et des hommes). 
« My head is an animal » est leur premier album que j’aime vraiment beaucoup.
Deux clips à ce jour, fabriqués en Islande et dont l’univers fait un peu penser à celui de Björk.
Mais pour faire suite à la Saint-Valentin et à l’amour qui n’est pas toujours au rendez-vous (réciproque), je propose cet enregistrement public de « Love love love » (paroles plus bas).

La chanson qu’on entend en ce moment est « Little Talks ».
La video a été faite par WeWereMonkeys, petite unité de deux personnes, Mihai Wilson et Marcella Moser. Allez voir leur site, on a des photos du tournage de la video. Vous verrez aussi celle de la très jolie chanson « King and Lionheart« .

LOVE LOVE LOVE

Well, maybe I’m a crook for stealing your heart away
Yeah, maybe I’m a crook for not caring for it
Yeah, maybe I’m a bad, bad, bad… bad person
Well, baby I know.

And these fingertips
Will never run through your skin
And Those bright blue eyes
Can only meet mine across the room
Filled with people that are less important than you

‘Cause you love, love, love
When you know I can’t love
You love, love, love
When you know I can’t love
You love, love, love
When you know I can’t love you

So I think it’s best
We both forget
Before we dwell on it

The way you held me so tight
All through the night
’til it was near morning

‘Cause you love, love, love
When you know I can’t love
You love, love, love
When you know I can’t love


LITTLE TALKS
I don’t like walking around this old and empty house.
So hold my hand, I’ll walk with you my dear
The stairs creak as I sleep,
it’s keeping me awake
It’s the house telling you to close your eyes
Some days I can’t even dress myself.
It’s killing me to see you this way.
‘Cause though the truth may vary
this ship will carry our bodies safe to shore.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

There’s an old voice in my head
that’s holding me back
Well tell her that I miss our little talks.
Soon it will all be over, buried with our past
We used to play outside when we were young
and full of life and full of love.
Some days I feel like I’m wrong when I am right.
Your mind is playing tricks on you my dear
‘Cause though the truth may vary
This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

Hey!
Don’t listen to a word I say
Hey!
The screams all sound the same.
Hey!
Though the truth may vary
this ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

You’re gone, gone, gone away,
I watched you disappear.
All that’s left is a ghost of you.
Now we’re torn, torn, torn apart,
there’s nothing we can do,
Just let me go, we’ll meet again soon.
Now wait, wait, wait for me, please hang around
I’ll see you when I fall asleep.