The Arcade Fire – Neighborhood #3 (Power Out) from Funeral (2004) /sonic ass kicking (w/orchestra, guitar, bass, drums, and voice)/
((“I went out into the night. I went out to pick a fight with anyone. And the power’s out in the heart of man. Take it from your heart, put it in your hand. What’s the plan? What’s the plan? Is it a dream? Is it a lie? I can’t follow; you decide.”
Deep beneath your feet. In twisted black corridors of steel and cement. In scantly lit, boxed musty rooms. Hidden high on the rusted metal trusses of abandoned bridges. A whisper is slipping out. Whispers are sliding together, into a scream. They bond, hand on another’s shoulder for support, reach out, grasp at the sun.))
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