Les Savy Fav - Let's Stay Friends
NME.COM feature on Les Savy Fav - Let's Stay Friends album including album review, artwork, tracks, listen now, tour dates, discography and more.
Release date: 25 May 2009
'LSF know they’re a revelation, a revolution even'
Frank Carter, Simon Neil… 2007 has welcomed the unlikeliest of heroes with freshly-inked arms. Suitably, Tim Harrington, balding friar-clown lead singer with Rhode Island art-noise go-getters Les Savy Fav, is very unlikely. To the eye, he’s a boiled egg with a tufty ginger beard and darts player’s six-pack whom, during sunshine hours, designs patterned soft furnishings with his wife –...
- Sep 27, 2007
Tracklisting click track to read more
- Pots & Pans
- The Equestrian
- The Year Before The Year 2000
- Patty Lee
- What Would Wolves Do?
- Brace Yourself
- Raging In The Plague Age
- Slugs In The Shrubs
- Kiss Kiss Is Getting Old
- Comes & Goes
- Scotchgard The Credit Card
- The Lowest Bitter
Visceral pop thrills can't quite compensate for the pissing rain and still snaking toilet queues. Victoria Park, London (August 9)
- Aug 28, 2008
- Mar 19, 2008
Someone dressed as an angel is drapingloo roll over himself: must be the Fav
- Feb 21, 2008
Frontman pens own kids' tome based on 'This Little Piggy'...
February/March tour includes an NME Awards Show in London
Band speak about 'Root For Ruin' being rush-released
Les Savy Fav - Let's Stay Friends: Wikipedia Album Entry
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There was a band
Called The Pots and Pans.
They made this noise
That people couldn't stand
Smells like leather,
Tastes like sweat,
Tie up the horses for a tÃªte-Ã -tÃªte.
If you fear, my dear, the end is near,
Please do check your frontal hemisphere.
Bitty chicky peeps the sky will fall
You should sense I've guessed it just won't end at all.
"Patty Lee, turn the lights on, please,
There's something I don't understand.
Patty Lee, turn the lights on, please,
This party's gotten out of hand."
We huffed the sky into our mouths
We saw the ocean and drank it down
Because we were giants or maybe birds
We slept with lions, tucked into their fur
I was a war,
I was a sword.
We're pulling off heists and putting on wigs.
We're gathering ice off of flipped over Brinks trucks
And everybody suspects us.
We were young and we were wicked.
We dove headfirst into the thicket.
When we came out we bled like sieves
and we told tales no one believed.
Judging by your pauses on the phone
What's left unsaid is better left
Maybe we'd be better off alone
The way we used to feel, it only comes and goes
Are you looking for magic
On the back of a pack of matches?
It seems like we're trying to prove
That everything we pursue, we lose.