Boards of Stacy

[Jakerpoo]

Boards of canada is like a girlfriend you've been in a relationship for a while, and it was really good, but as time went on, you started smothering her. It's not the same anymore. she can't be herself. And you expect so much from the relationship, who knows if anything she ever does will please you? You've turned your happiness into something that dependent on what she does, when she really does like you, she just want to be able to breathe and be herself in the relationship. And she wants you to too. She didn't expect what she did to affect you so much, but if it continues any longer, both of you are going to wind up resenting each other, which should never have happened in the first place. If you give her some room, and drop any expectations about the relationship, she might just surprise you with something very pleasant!

Lets all take a break from this forum, speculation, go outside, read a book, give your mom a hug, anything. Who knows what they're going to do or not, and in the end it doesn't really matter. They're artists, they do what they do and that's that. But what's become of this is kind of sad. And don't get me wrong, I would love to see some activity happen, I love the band. But i think it would be good for both parties to start off at square one, and let things flourish naturally so we can naturally enjoy the music.

[Cryabetes]

Who is Stacy?

Also good point, let's go listen to the Cure.

[Norwayman]

Or My Bloody Valentine.

[Cryabetes]

or Slowdive.

[WhiteSmoke]

Brilliant! However, Never!

[bioluminescence]

Once in a time
Where the girls feel like girls
And the world is painted cotton candy (cotton candy)
Where the sweet lemonade of McGregor street (sweet lemonade)
Was the best damn thing of the summer breeze
Your dad drives a foreign car (a foreign car)
And your mama looks like a beauty queen

Now the sour bitter taste (sour bitter taste)
Of a colorless waste
Seems to light up my nights somehow
And the music I play must be
Loud, loud, loud, loud
Loud as can be
So I don't have to hear myself think (no, no)
So I don't to wake up from this dream (no, no)

I don't wanna sing no single mama blues
I'm not singing look at me I've been abused
Oh I'm another silly lost girl staring at you (staring at you)
So maybe I'll put on my high heel shoes (ba, ba)
And soar the night away (ba, ba)
And soar the night away (ba, ba,)
But whatever I do

{chorus}
I'm not gonna slow this bird down (down)
I don't wanna look life in the eye (eye)
I'm not gonna fall face first in this spiral called a life
I'm not indenial
I'm not suicidal
Not an alcoholic
I'm not out here hoein'
So just shut the fuck up (shut the fuck up)
This bird's not slowin' down

Once in a while (once in a while)
When the sun does its job
Lets the clouds take a nice day off (day off)
I can breeze through the day
And just run through the night (run through the night)
Hearing cheers come from those big blue eyes
His smile blazes like fireworks
On the evening of fourth of july
So I got reason to fly

{chorus}
Slowin' down (down, down, down, down)
Slowin' down (down, down, down, down)
down, down, down, down
down, down, down, down
down, down, down, down
Slowin' down

[Solange Speaking]
It's not over yet
The song isn't over yet

Ain't no birds
gonna slow me down
I'ma keep on rollin'
And ain't no birds
gonna slow me down
Keep on rollin'
And ain't no birds
gonna slow me down
I'ma keep on rollin'
And ain't no birds
gonna slow me down
("rollin' " repeated throughout background)