Voxtrot - Start of Something

Voxtrot was a band from Austin, TX who only played for a few short years. But during those times they released some pretty rad stuff. They've got a great pop/low-fi feel to them and wrote some solid, upbeat songs but alas they just recently broke up.

"Start of Something" is from their early ep Raised by Wolves. This song is probably one of their funnest songs. It sounds a lot like it could have been a Smiths song because of the bupbupbah guitar work and the vocals that channel Morrissey himself. The subtle orchestra adds a unique touch and the lyrics are hopeful yet melancholy making for a great combo. The lead singer, Ramesh Srivastava's got some wicked prose.

This time of night I could call you up
I'd get angry with athletic ease, break common laws in twos and threes
If I die clutching your photograph
Don't call me boring, It's just 'cause I like you
Take me on back... take me back
To the place where I could feel your heart
Is this the end or just the start of
Something really, really beautiful
Wrapped up and disguised as something really, really ugly, 

Won't you...

Come by and see me, I'm a love letter away
I'd break your name before I'd say, "I really love you, love you,"
I don't care if you saw, I watched every inch of film 
Flash across your Roman features, 
And I loved it, loved it; I don't care if

You think I'm eager to shut your eyes, well 
I'm sorry-everybody knows you can't break me with your gutter prose
Would you believe it, she sent me a letter, 
The ring, it nearly weighs her down, she's got another boy, oh boy
Steady your ears... read my lips
Poetry is not a luxury, it's how I'll break this home
And when I'm really ill, won't you cradle me?
Man is not a noble animal, but maybe woman is, remember, 

I heard you...

Inside your room, you said, "You never really live 
Until your back's against the wall," oh did you really mean it?
I never break my gaze, if just to see this scar remain reflected in your eyes
I think it's time to go home

[GUITAR SOLO]

Oh, tell me your thoughts, tell me your thoughts on liberty, 
See there's a place where I sink to sleeping
Oh, my vote is as red as my blood
Will you join me for another round? I haven't had the chance to speak yet

God speed...

I break the law once every week to feel your touch, 
What's a book to you in bed, Do you feel better, older?
This just makes me ill, your name is dripping from my pen
Still you're not around to curse, 
I'll drop the gun now, I'm still under you...

Marianne, let the ghosts sleep tonight.
Marianne, let the ghosts sleep, just shut your eyes and burn the past away