"They sound like a UK version of the Hush Sound. Also, why the shit is there so much tambourine?"
This Godly rant was provided by probably one the classiest bitches I know, and one of my best friends, Alexa Esposito. Hearing to this song and listening Alexa unkindly rant about it in class has really been the highlight of my week so far.
Six-piece indie-folk band Of Monsters And Men (not to be mistaken for metal-core band Of Mice And Men, or the actual fucking book for Gods-sake), give off the sound quality of professional musicians, but most likely have no clue what the hell they write down as lyrics. At least from what I've heard in this song.
"They sound schizophrenic; the woman's lines are sort of deep and metaphoric while the man is straight foward and clear. For example, she sings of a voice in her head form the past reminding her of things and he just says 'Well, tell her that I miss our little talks' I'm sorry, but what? She says that she's feeling nostalgic and he just wants to chit chat. It just doesn't work." As Alexa continued to prattle about "Little Talks," I immediately wrote down her insights, not only because they were true, but she conclusively described the lack of essence and creative effort in the lyrics.
This song is nonsense. I don't know if there was something in the air or maybe it's that end-of-the-year, I-have-two-months-till-graduation feeling, but the lyrics were the equivalent to putting bananas in tomato soup. The chance of me ever enjoying "Little Talks" are slim-to-none.
Though, a wise person did once say "lyrics are for people who don't understand the music," it certainly does not give Of Monsters And Men the right to ignore the beautiful verses that they could have easily delivered along with the music. They kind of sound like a crossover of Florence And The Machine and Sufjan Stevens, only they're intoxicated and don't know where they are or what life is. But OMAM, being adorable Icelandic civilians can only get you so far.
With four minutes left in class and I sarcastically say "It's 11:11 guys make a wish." The rant was closed off with Alexa's final words; "I wish this band never made this song."
Listen to "Little Talks." Not gonna lie, the video was pretty interesting
“They sound schizophrenic; the woman’s lines are sort of deep and metaphoric while the man is straight foward and clear”. The song IS supposed to sound like that; the woman has dementia, and the man is trying to re-ignite her memory… try listening to it again with that perspective.
Take this part here: “she sings of a voice in her head form the past reminding her of things and he just says ‘Well, tell her that I miss our little talks’ ” – that pretty much sums up what I’m saying. She hears voices and starts coming “back to him” and he tells her to remember the moments they had together, such as their “little talks”