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Coheed and Cambria - “A Favor House Atlantic” Posted on December 19th

This sir re-awakened my appreciation for the New York prog-rock band Coheed and Cambria, and I’ve been having some trouble getting the songs out of my head so I’ll go ahead and post about them today. I hope you don’t mind. I first heard of them via this song, “A Favor House Atlantic,” and when I did I had no idea what the band’s intent was which was to tell a whole story in the span of 5 albums… concept albums, if you will. First thing I thought was: “I like the tune… upbeat but fierce… what the hell is this guy talking about, though?!” I acquired the album to investigate further and even though the music was awesome I had no idea what the lyrics meant… my conclusions were that either the band’s frontman was a sociopath or very fucking conceited. Of course, a year or so later (as in a couple of weeks back, month perhaps) Butter explained the whole deal to me and suddenly the whole album I acquired that included this song, “In Keeping Secrets of Silent Earth: 3,” made a whole lot more of sense… so I tracked down the other parts that have come out thus far (”Second Stage Turbine Blade” and “My Dear Apollo, I’m Burning Star IV Volume 1: From Fear Through the Eyes of Madness” as well as the electronica/acoustic “prequel” of sorts, “My Brother’s Blood Machine”) And have been listening to them all in the past few days… sincerely, this stuff is like cocaine. I can’t do a damn thing while I’m listening to the story unfold since half of the fun is trying to decipher the lyrics!

The story is great sci-fi/fantasy. Click here to learn more about the story of Coheed and Cambria; you can check out the song by clicking here, and below, you can sing along with the lyrics. The song is apparently the equivalent of a chase sequence involving the main character Claudio and his girlfriend Newo running away from imperial forces that want them dead. Or something. Still trying to figure it out.

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Your eyes tell the stories of a day you wish you could

Recall the moments that once have

Retract the footsteps that brought us to this favor

I wouldn’t ask this of you

Good eye, sniper

I’ll shoot, you run

The words you scribbled on the walls

The loss of friends, you didn’t have

I’ll call you when the time is right

Are you in or are you out

For them all to know the end of us all

Run quick they’re behind us

Didn’t think we’d ever make it

This close to safety in one piece

Now you may want to kill me

In the act of what could maybe

Save us from sleep and what we are

Bye, bye beautiful

Don’t bother to write

Disturbed by your words and they’re calling all cars

Face step let down, face step… step down

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