While they brought in an outside producer, Jack Antonoff, for the first time to polish things off, Healy was insistent on retaining control over his lyrics. The result feels like a distillation of everything that has made the 1975 one of the most influential bands of the past decade. Yes, the cheeky lyrics about dicks and internet trends are still there - the band turned heads by announcing their return with the lyrics of “Part of the Band,” including a line about “vaccinista tote-bag-chic baristas.” But they take a back seat to the album’s more sincere moments, from the starry-eyed “I’m in Love With You” to “About You,” an epic ballad to rival “Somebody Else” and “Robbers.” With the time to think, he wrote some of the 1975’s most mature songs, about his own relationships (including a recent split from FKA Twigs, which is alluded to multiple times on the record) and the culture at large. The band’s lyricist began writing the album during the first break from touring he had in nearly a decade, thanks to the pandemic, and while staying away from Twitter, where provocative statements could get him in trouble. Then there were Healy’s personal reflections. Let’s admit that it’s black and white,” Healy says. “That elicited a bit of a downer,” says band leader Matty Healy, “which then elicited loads of conversations that we just hadn’t had in years.” They started to brainstorm: What is the 1975? What does the 1975 look like out of your peripheral vision? What would a 1975 Halloween costume be? “It’s black and white. After the band noticed that the new music they were working on felt like an extension of their last record, 2020’s Notes on a Conditional Form, they stopped to reconsider. Note: When you embed the widget in your site, it will match your site's styles (CSS).Being Funny in a Foreign Language, the 1975’s fifth album, was born from reflection. Get the embed code This Love - At War Album Awa圓.7.The Thief8.We Are the BraveThis Love Lyrics provided by Whatever you say, you will never be unseen, unheardĪnd there's a journey, there's no destinationĪnd there's a point where you show what you're made of
Something inside of me, tells me you made a mistake You didn't sleep, you just lay in your bedĪnd they breathe down the back of your neckĪnd the words will stay with you 'til death
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