Vidéo : I Am Stramgram – When The Noise Becomes Too Loud

« Et derrière les clôtures, se laver la tête dans les rivières. » Et en ce moment il en faut de la pluie pour décrasser la connerie ambiante, des cimes aux caniveaux populistes. Il faudrait faire tomber des têtes mais la tenue républicaine ou l’apathie de la pensée empêchent toute révolution. Pourtant I Am Stramgram effectue la sienne avec ce titre, When The Noise Becomes Too Loud sans guitares rugissantes mais avec une belle montée en puissance qui nous trempe d’excitation pour la suite.

I Am Stramgram – When The Noise Becomes Too Loud

I’ve-borrowed someone else’s skin
But the ribcage is pinching me too tight
My eyes are simply looking
So I asked the heart what might I find

Bodies drifting in the sea next
To busy self made men waiting for cabs
Following a grotesque path
A carelessly tied dotted line

Pushing aside branches
Trying to find straight ways
In this twisted cloud
And behind the fences
Wash my head in rivers
When cars become too loud

Runnin’ away from the heat
In weightlessness I feel our pulse is right
From crowded bar to empty street
Conversations that will go on all night

((Friends around a table stupid jokes
And five empty bottles of wine))
I end up dancing to the music
And every move feels like I’ve won a fight

Pushing aside branches
Trying to find right angles
In this twisted cloud
And behind the fences
Wash my head in rivers
when the noise becomes too loud