Humbug es un álbum de Arctic Monkeys, publicado en 2009 por Domino. El disco incluye 10 canciones, entre ellas «My Propeller», «Crying Lightning», «Dangerous Animals» y «Secret Door».
Sobre el álbum
Un punto de inflexión fundamental en la discografía de Arctic Monkeys lo constituye el álbum "Humbug". Con este tercer trabajo, la banda de Sheffield abandona la urgencia post-punk de sus inicios para, en su lugar, sumergirse en un sonido mucho más oscuro, denso y psicodélico. El disco, producido en gran parte por Josh Homme de Queens of the Stone Age, está dominado por riffs de guitarra pesados, atmósferas desérticas y ritmos más lentos y pesados. Es una ruptura deliberada con su pasado.
Las letras de Alex Turner se vuelven más crípticas y poéticas, alejándose del costumbrismo para explorar territorios más abstractos. De este modo, canciones como "Crying Lightning" o "Cornerstone" muestran una nueva madurez y una sorprendente profundidad. Por lo tanto, aunque desconcertó a una parte de su público, "Humbug" es el disco que demostró la valentía y la ambición de una banda que se negaba a estancarse, iniciando su viaje hacia sonidos más complejos.
Listado de Canciones
- My Propeller3:28
Letra
If you can summon the strength, tow me I can't hold down the urgency You've got to make your descent slowly And oil up those sticky keys Coax me out my low And have a spin of my propeller It's a necessary evil No cause for emergency Borrowed the beak of a bald eagle Oh, momentary synergy Coax me out my low Sink into tomorrow Coax me out my low And have a spin of my propeller My propeller won't spin And I can't get it started on my own When are you arriving? My propeller won't spin And I can't get it started on my own When are you arriving? My propeller won't spin And I can't get it started on my own When are you arriving? My propeller - Crying Lightning3:24
Letra
Outside the cafe by the cracker factory You were practicing a magic trick And my thoughts got rude As you talked and chewed on the last of your pick and mix Said: You're mistaken if your thinking that I haven't been called cold before As you bit into your Strawberry Lace And then I flip in your attention in the form of a Gobstopper It's all you had left and it was going to waste Your past-times consisted of the strange And twisted and deranged And I loved that little game You had called Crying lightning And how you liked to aggravate The ice-cream man on rainy afternoons The next time that I caught my own reflection It was on it's way to meet you Thinking of excuses to postpone You never looked like yourself from the side But your profile could not hide The fact you knew I was approaching your throne With folded arms, you occupied the bench like toothache Stood and puffed your chest out like you'd never lost a war And though I tried so not to suffer the indignity of a reaction There was no cracks to grasp or gaps to claw And your past-times consisted of the strange And twisted and deranged And I hate that little game You had called Crying lightning And how you like to aggravate The icky man on rainy afternoons Uninviting But not half as impossible as everyone assumes you are Crying lightning Your past-times consisted of the strange And twisted and deranged And I hate that little game You had called Crying lightning Crying lightning Crying lightning Crying lightning Your past-times consisted of the strange And twisted and deranged And I hate that little game You had called Crying - Dangerous Animals3:24
Letra
I'm pinned down by the dark Been fighting with my sheets and nearly crying in my sleep Yes I'm battling that well told gripe The most frustrating type You should have racing stripes The way you keep me in pursuit You sharpen the heel of your boot And you press it in my chest And you make me wheeze Then to my knees you do promote me I'm pinned down by the dark A-N-I-M-A-L She makes my head pirouette More than I would be willing to confess D-A-N-G-E-R-O-U-S The light it fidgets through, the thoughts will soon revert to you About as bashful as a tribal dance The first and final chance And of course the audience of Frighteners and fiends Divided up into two teams When the acrobat fell off the beam She broke everyone's heart I'm pinned down by the dark A-N-I-M-A-L She makes my head pirouette More than I would be willing to confess D-A-N-G-E-R-O-U-S D-A-N-G-E-R-O-U-S The most unsuitable pet It's been long enough now So let's make a mess lioness I'm pinned down by the dark - Secret Door3:41
Letra
Fools on parade cavort and carry on For waiting eyes That you would rather be beside than in front of But she's never been the kind to be hollowed by the stares She swam out of tonight's phantasm Grabbed my hand and made it very clear There's absolutely nothing for us here It's a magnolia celebration To be attended on a Wednesday night It's better that than get a reputation As a miserable little tyke At least that's the conclusion She came to in this overture The secret door swings behind us She's saying nothing She's just giggling along Her arms were folded most indignant Not looking like she was soon to leave I had to squint in order to believe And then like a butler pushing on a bookshelf And unveiling the unexpected I who was earlier reluctant was suddenly embarrassed and corrected. How could such a creature survive in such a habitat? The secret door swings behind us She's saying nothing She's just giggling along And even if they were to find us I wouldn't notice, I'm completely occupied At all the fools on parade Cavort and carry on for waiting eyes Ones you would rather be beside than in front of But she's never been the kind To be hollowed by the stares Fools on parade frolic and fuck about To make a gaze turn to a scribble on a page by a picture That holds her absence But you're daft to think she'd care Fools on parade Fools on parade Fools on parade Conduct a sing-along - Potion Approaching3:32
Letra
I was biting the time zone And we embellished the banks of our bloodstreams And threw caution to the colourful Then we fell asleep in the car Until the bumps woke me up in your grip And the tide took me to your mouth And then swept me back down to your palms It's them that put me inside the reminder that Yours is the only ocean That I want to swing from Yours is the only ocean That I want to hang on I've got this ego mechanic She's always trying to give me vitamins She'd be frightened of your reflection I preferred her as a cartoon If I could be someone else for a week I'd still spend it chasing after you She's not shattering my attitudes No matter how she folds the potion Yours is the only ocean That I want to swing from Yours is the only ocean That I want to hang on Potion Approaching Shield your eyes Potion Approaching Visualise Holding a token Swollen in size Potion Approaching Shield your eyes If we're going to escape though We really ought to think it through Would you like me to build you a go kart? - Fire and the Thud3:50
Letra
You showed me my tomorrow Beside a box of matches A welcomed threatening stir My hopes of being stolen Might just ring true Depends who you prefer But if it's true you're gonna run away Tell me where I'll meet you there Am I snapping the excitement If I pack away the laughter And tell you how it feels? And does burden come to meet ya If I've questions of the feature that rolls on your dream reel? The day after you stole my heart Everything I touched told me it would be better shared with you And now you're hiding in my soup And this book reveals your face And you're splashing in my eyelids As the concentration continually breaks I did request the mark you cast Didn't heal as fast I hear your voice in silences Will the teasing of the fire be followed by the thud? In the jostling crowd You're not allowed to tell the truth And the photobooth's a liar! There is sharpened explanation But there's no screaming reason to enquire I'd like to poke them in their prying eyes with things they'd never see if it smacks them in their temples - Cornerstone3:17
Letra
I thought I saw you in the Battleship But it was only a look-a-like She was nothing but a vision trick Under the warning light She was close, close enough to be your ghost But my chances turned to toast when I asked her If I could call her your name I thought I saw you in the Rusty Hook Huddled up in a wicker chair I wandered over for a closer look And kissed whoever was sitting there She was close and she held me very tightly Until I asked awfully politely Please, can I call you her name? I elongated my lift home Yeah, I let him go the long way round I smelt your scent on the seatbelt And kept my shortcuts to myself I thought I saw you in the Parrot's Beak Messing with the smoke alarm It was too loud for me to hear her speak And she had a broken arm It was close, so close that the walls were wet And she wrote it out in Letraset No, you can't call me her name Tell me where's your hiding place I'm worried I'll forget your face And I've asked everyone I'm beginning to think I imagined you all along I elongated my lift home Yeah, I let him go the long way round I smelt your scent on the seatbelt And kept my shortcuts to myself I saw your sister in the cornerstone On the phone to the middle man When I saw that she was on her own I thought she might understand She was close, well you couldn't get much closer She said: I'm really not supposed to, but, yes You can call me anything you want - Dance Little Liar4:43
Letra
I heard the truth was built to bend A mechanism to suspend the guilt is what you will require And still you've got to dance little liar It's just like those fibs to pop and fizz And you'll be forced to take that awful quiz And you're bound to trip and she'll detect the fiction on your lips And dig a contradiction up And the clean coming will hurt And you can never get it spotless When there's dirt beneath the dirt The liar takes a lot less time I'm sure it's clear and plain to read Its not an alibi you need just yet Oh no, it's something for those beads of sweat Yes that we'll get you back to normal And after you have dabbed the patch You'll breath and then proceed to scratch the varnish off that newly Added calmness so as not to raise any alarms too soon And the clean coming will hurt And you can never get it spotless When there's dirt beneath the dirt The liar takes a lot less time to decide on the saunter Have you got itchy bones and in all your time alone Can you hack your mind being riddled with the wrong memories? And the clean coming will hurt And you can never get it spotless When there's dirt in between the dirt - Pretty Visitors3:40
Letra
Trudging through the morning And the tramp with the trampoline under his arm Shifts past your whiskers So stark is the charm, but the barking alarm Waits coiled until the corner is turned And the bicycle wheels all struggle to move 'round In your muddy mind blatantly caked And unwilling to wind uncooperative time So he sit on the springs 'til the muck goes dry All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms and cast The shadow of a snake pit on the wall All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms and cast The shadow of a snake pit on the What came first, the chicken or the dickhead? Split sleep reaps rewards and ill fitting thoughts And twilight forced you to go on a walk Your legs start running and your gead gets caught Cannopy 19 is perfectly placed for the reasonably frightening Fall from aftertaste, you'll have to slip away I'm unhappy to say Behold as the crook in a hammock plays All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms and cast The shadow of a snake pit on the wall All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms and cast The shadow of a snake pit on the wall Behold there's a crook in the hammock plays Cruelly with the base and the scales And fiddles with the feet on a balancing act Gagged, bound and crafting a tale Trailing wrapped in a gasp Cruelly with the base and the scales And fucking fiddles with the feet on a balancing act She was gagged, bound and crafting a tale Trailing wrapped in a gasp All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms and cast The shadow of a snake pit on the wall All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms and cast The shadow of a snake pit on the wall - The Jeweller's Hands5:42