Foals - Holy Fire

The Chosen Tune Week
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Dan Auerbach - Heartbroken, In Disrepair	Foals - Inhaler	Nick Drake - Man in a Shed	Chet Baker – My Funny Valentine	Them Crooked Vultures - No One Loves Me and Neither Do I

The Tune for today is:

Foals - Inhaler

Sticks and stones don’t break my bones, you make believe

It’s lock and load, it’s a dead end road to you and me

You know what’s to go, I’m strict for soul

I make believe

And I’m off the rent, I haven’t spent, I guarantee

So can you not go away

If just for one day

Uh-uh-uh

Impossible, possible way

How would you do know

How’d you do now?

Run away

War sounds in you

Don’t throw your fortune away

And I can’t get enough

Space, space, space

Get enough space

I’m pale and coy, a mama’s boy

I make believe

I shimmy-shake, I wake and bake,

I’m over me

My lungs are beat, I can not breathe

Don’t follow me

You ush and shove, I’ve had enough,

Don’t mess with me

So can you not go away

If just for one day

Uh-uh-uh

Impossible, ṗossible way

How would you do know

How’d you do now?

Run away

War sounds in you

Don’t throw your fortune away

And I can’t get enough

Space,

I can’t Get enough space

Space

and their great video clip - My Number:

Foals - My Number from Us on Vimeo.

Review by Gregory Heaney (allmusic)

While there are lots of bands dealing in either danceable rock or navel-gazing pop, few bands combine the two quite like Foals. On Holy Fire, the third album from the English band, the post-punk revival is given a newfound sense of depth, creating songs that are rhythmic enough to draw listeners, but hypnotic enough to leave listeners lost in their wide-open spaces. This combination of atmosphere and momentum find Foals growing out of the shadows of titans like the Talking Heads and into a spaced-out, dance-punk niche that's all their own. Though a lot of the band's charm comes from the delicate interplay between the guitars and keyboards, the real star of the album comes by way of the massive, stadium-ready "Inhaler," which takes the sparkling, slow build used throughout the album and turns it on its ear with an eruption of massively fuzzy, Muse-esque guitars (and, to some extent, their bombast), creating one of the albums biggest and most rousing moments. Now that they're three albums deep, it feels as if Foals have found a nice middle ground between funk and feeling, making Holy Fire an album that is just as likely to get a room moving as it is to send its inhabitants into a fit of introspective conversation. This kind of duality is something that's hard to find, and it's a quality that could take Foals a long way if they're able to hold onto it.

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