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The Stills — Helicopters
Album: Without Feathers
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5.2

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Total ratings: 20









Released: 2006
Length: 4:23
Plays (last 30 days): 0
...and how your heatwave ran
Through our snow black fields
And we dropped our young
To a ragtime feel

And it's been ten long weeks
And there's still no word
Our Arctic Graceland
And the whale fat burn

My moon's a naked cold star
Why do you take this so hard.

So keep this song
Til you catch diseases
And wait them out
Til this tundra freezes

..and how your heatwave ran
Through our snow black fields

My moon's a naked cold star
Why do you take this so hard.

Helicopters are chasing
Animals through the fields
Helicopters are chasing
Our spirits into the sea
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okay, starting to sound like AM radio here. This item is getting played too much Hint: look at the ratings..............hello?
Sounds like the essence of mediocrity to me.
Bill Shatner--actor, singer--is the master of the pause between words: My...God...Bones...what...have...we...done...?
He...likes....to...say...one...word...at...a...time...with...a....pause....in...between. It is very annoying to listen to that. God, their other effort "Logic Will Break Your Heart" is SO much better.
They now have 6 songs from this CD listed in the catalog and NONE from the earlier. I submitted several songs from "Logic will Break your Heart" to LRC earlier this year, and they did play, but got rejected. Too bad.
The sophomore slump is really the only way to describe this album. Their first was so good. I just don't understand how a band can go downhill so fast. This has to be the best song on this mediocre album.