Through the Park, Almost There, by Lonely Leary

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Through the Park, Almost There

by Lonely Leary

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1.	Flanuer 04:01	lyrics	buy track
阴影上升，夜在落蜂鸣划过序列的灯光阴影上升，夜在落蜂鸣划过序列的灯光从一条街走向另一条街视线裹挟溢出污水的地面骤然间倾泄的人群暴雨般下降坐在长椅上，被时间遗忘而颤栗的季节从无关正确只剩游荡对视漫漫长夜阴影上升，夜在落蜂鸣划过序列的灯光阴影上升，夜在落蜂鸣划过序列的灯光很快公园将会开始晕眩灌木后面升起油腻的烟骤然间倾泄的人群暴雨般下降坐在长椅上，被时间遗忘而颤栗的季节从无关正确只剩游荡对视漫漫长夜即便人群在噪音中间纵身跳跃即便明天城市将听见新的语言你已厌倦，疲于进入无聊的三月终于看见自己将眼睛转向火焰转向火焰骤然间
2.	Summer Begins 03:22	lyrics	buy track
你不需要任何人陪伴这是夏天开始的夜晚秘密空气已经点燃这是飞船失控的夜晚你会想起有一些事情时间、秩序和愉悦的来临窗外雨季还没过去烟雾在你脑海爆炸成森林瞬间膨胀一些隐匿的景象你不会感到过分紧张拒绝接受来自未知的邀请吗？你看世界都已经烂了你会想起有一些事情时间、秩序和愉悦的来临窗外雨季还要继续烟雾渗入房间扩张的阴影你还会想起更多的事情即便那些你一度已忘记你还会想起更多的事情厌恶在你脑海爆炸成森林
3.	Arsonist 03:33	lyrics	buy track
背向的房间，空气很坏通过的光线也都被污染时间会在静止中无尽变慢让他在这个濒临枯萎的夜晚等待腐烂陈旧的彩电，喧哗的图像倾斜在晦暗中燃烧的工厂持续传送的画面让人感到紧张难以抑制关于自毁的臆想消逝的火光赶在熄灭之前作最后一次燃烧万有引力在火焰中宣告失效被搅乱的血液，升起浪潮从难以名状的低处穿过隧道冲入大脑
4.	Silver City 04:13	lyrics	buy track
幽灵般沉默游荡作一次造访，进入城市进入焚尽的癫狂成千成万个入口在头顶开放不锈钢球型雕塑覆盖银色的光有一些声音窃窃低语的声音离去后延续的回响还有一些风景和一些灯被关闭注视中微弱的恐慌玻璃建筑顶端落下一次风暴，分散在城市沦陷的信号清醒的雨水漫延污秽湮没大脑不锈钢球型雕塑正被黑色笼罩有一些声音急于吞没眼睛能看到一切的意象还有一些风景持续熄灭的中心城市宣告停止膨胀
5.	Objects at Noon 02:30	lyrics	buy track
1点混合的烟无所谓的音乐涌上大街
6.	Downward 03:30	lyrics	buy track
他向中心趋近穿过空气趋近他向中心趋近带着未知的邀请四面八方都是被复制的风景没人知道那是怎样的征兆四面八方都是被复制的风景没人知道那是怎样的征兆他从高处降临措手不及地降临他从高处降临垂直向下的躯体四面八方都是被复制的声音没人知道那是坠落的喊叫四面八方都是被复制的声音没人知道那是坠落的喊叫数以千计数以千计数以千计数以千计的中心数以千计的秩序四面八方全都是彻底的声音遮蔽的眼睛迸出鲜红的喊叫四面八方全都是彻底的声音遮蔽的眼睛迸出鲜红的喊叫
7.	Stay Ugly 03:35 video	lyrics	buy track
With same chord in the earphone go around I wandered in People's Park all day long Riding my burning home in rotten and mess Drink some Sprite mixed "Red Star" Lying on an ashes bed I feel no tense My body's still and my mood's in ice I can't chase the fashion that other youths in Street scene flash in front of my eyes Hey buddy, live in Twenty-First century Just go straight back and still Stay ugly Hey buddy, you are junks bloom in a May Just turn around and fade away Stay ugly With same chord in the earphone go around I wandered in paranoid all night long Waking in my burning home in rotten and mess It's getting too real to see fading stars Light a cigar stay numb in cloud I check my note find no one to call With filthy sunshine fast leave from my room I decide to go the zoo to meet animal Stand out of style, stay ugly Stand out of style, stay ugly Stand out of style, stay ugly Stand out of style, stay ugly Chord is ugly, park is ugly Alcohol is ugly, cigar is ugly Sunshine is ugly, cloud is ugly So fuckin ugly So stay ugly
8.	Unfinished Song 04:48	lyrics	buy track
是时间开始，作出决定—— 挣开手臂，银色窜起随后通过建筑并置的通道通过死去的鱼群寒冷彻底放弃封锁的消息宣告： “现在，秩序已经发明。人们将投进油腻的气体，向烧焦的复制品致敬。” 冬天从此不再恐惧烟雾会在迟疑中停止刺激真的，不要再浪费自己不要质疑，这确定可以确定现在你必须做出决定，将剩下的银色吞进肺里；你已经浪费了太多机会，国家电力不会持续供应。房间只剩下很短的清醒，潮水般的液体涌上墙壁。空气中渗透树丛的味道、头顶开裂的声音，你知道—— 冬天从此不再恐惧烟雾会在迟疑中停止刺激真的，不要再浪费下去这就是结局，确定可以确定
9.	Along the Youth Palace Road 04:33	lyrics	buy track
这是缄默的夜晚梧桐繁密的大街风从一端去另一端当劣性空气弥漫铁皮焊造的房间几近被愉悦毁灭的脸看见复眼割裂的世界走进缄默的夜晚灯箱积聚的光线穿越国道，去向意外看见河流的阻断看见污水的漫延雕像落下拆作碎片投向复眼割裂的世界
10.	Hou Machang 02:53	lyrics	buy track
后马厂在下坠后马厂在下坠从彻夜无尽的旋转中惊醒后马厂在下坠后马厂在下坠后马厂在下坠剥裂的墙皮像跌落的风景后马厂在下坠后马厂在下坠后马厂在下坠覆盖着沥青土地分离的声音后马厂在下坠后马厂在下坠后马厂在下坠八号线地铁轰鸣消失在头顶后马厂在下坠
11.	Prayers for Preparation 05:28	lyrics	buy track
(I − 6 The Message of Posture) Observe your body Mandala of the universe Observe your body Of ancient design Holy temple of consciousness Central stage of the oldest drama Observe its structured wonders Skin Hair Tissue Bone Vein Muscle Net of nerve Observe its message Does it merge or does it strain? Does it rest serene on sacred ground? Or tilt, propped up by wire and sticks? On tiptoe one cannot stand for long Tension retards the flow Of the session it is said− Superfluous noise and redundant action Stand out− square, proud, cramped Against the harmony Observe the Mandala of your body

about

Flashy as a buzzsaw under a naked bulb, noise-sick Beijing post-punk trio Lonely Leary’s debut album Through the Park, Almost There rips through your comfort zone with a breezy unease. Mechanical, maniacal drums and robotic bass lines propel them forward, but they’re all burning flesh, aimless angst coursing through down-and-out anthems like “Stay Ugly.” Song Ang’s guitar cuts surgically, hypnotically on tracks such as mid-album highlight “Silver City,” while vocalist Qiu Chi barks his dissatisfaction throughout, most directly and despondently on “Prayers for Preparation,” the sickly ritual album closer. These songs have been through the gauntlet, spent years in trial on Beijing’s dirtiest live house stages, and emerge now clear enough to hear, opaque enough to feel on the gut level of vague nausea. Through the Park, Almost There doesn’t quite arrive, but it launches one of Beijing’s best current bands, Sisyphus-style, onto the next leg of their twisted journey to the top of the hill.