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25 September 2023
Band: WHISPERING SONS
Who: Post-punk team that grew from a music contest winner to one of
the most important, intriguing and celebrated bands in Belgium, and also
gaining lots of attention in several European countries.
Albums: Triumphant debut LP Image (2018) and the
equally triumphant second one Several Others (2021)
New single: THE TALKER
TUTV: Back from never being away Whispering Sons blew my mind with this new piece. Why? Soundwise The Talker is a stellar surprise. They jump from their dark post-punk turbulence to riff-sparkling indie rock. Think Parquet Courts and Dry Cleaning rolled into one.
The combination of jangly guitar licks, magnetic bass/drum vibrancy and, of course frontwoman’s Fenne Kuppens‘singular, tenebrific voice and the sickly catchy dynamics all the way through make The Talker my new favorite WS cracker, ahead of White Noise (2017) and Heat (2021). Touchdown again.
The accompanying video is also a remarkable achievement.
LYRICS
“You’ve never been much of a talker”
Thank you for sparing me the shame
Because every time I try to speak
The attempt deforms my face
You see, it’s not very pretty
You shoved these words into my mouth
And now they keep on dripping over the sides
I try to wipe them with my sleeves
It sticks like filth to my cheeks
I’ve got this pile of identities
But I like the one you gave me best
I guess I’ll keep it as a souvenir
While I get rid of all the rest
You shoved these words into my mouth
And I chewed them down then spit them out
Like bite-sized syllables with a lack of meaning
And you shove these words into my mouth
And I keep on chewing until they sound
A bit more like mine
It never speaks
And if it speaks
It speaks in fear
“You’ve never been much of a talker”
Thank you for sparing me the shame
Because every time I try to speak
The attempt deforms my face
You shoved these words into my mouth
And I chewed them down then spit them out
Like bite-sized syllables with a lack of meaning
And you shove these words into my mouth
And I keep on chewing until they sound
A bit more like mine
It never speaks
And if it speaks
It speaks in fear
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