New York, I Love You but You're Bringing Me Down
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- Опубликовано: 20 июл 2017
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New York, I Love You but You're Bringing Me Down · LCD Soundsystem
Sound of Silver
℗ 2007 DFA LLC under exclusive licence to Parlophone Records Ltd
Violin: Amy Kimball
Mixing Engineer: Dave Sardy
Viola: David Gold
Mastering Engineer: Geoff Pesche
Assistant Engineer: Ian Neill
Drums, Guitar, Synthesizer, Vocals: James Murphy
Mixing Engineer: James Murphy
Cello: Jane Scarpantoni
Guitar: Justin Chearno
Violin: Lorenza Ponce
Assistant Engineer: Matthew Thornley
Piano: Morgan Wiley
Drums, Percussion: Patrick Mahoney
Bass Guitar: Tyler Pope
Producer: the DFA
Writer: James Murphy
Writer: Pat Mahoney
Writer: Tyler Pope
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Never been to New York but I imagine it feels exactly like this, beautiful and bright and filthy and cruel
The lyric “take me off your mailing list for kids who think it still exists” gives me chills every time. Through my interpretation, I think he’s saying that most people in the world “subscribe” to this idea that New York is full of nothing but opportunity, but as a New Yorker as you get older you see past this. You got to see the city go through it’s changes and realize now that this “subscription” is nothing but delusion that gives people outside of New York hope, and at some point or another decide to take yourself off of this fake “mailing list”.
Kermit the frog on vocals.
"Your mild billionaire mayor's now convinced he's a king"
I live in New York. This city has been killing me since I was born. I was born in the Bronx and I work around 42nd street. It’s not always crowded. Some people think it is but naw. Usually quiet. But it’s nice to see the tourists, it’s the only good part of the city. I grew up, and I’ve watched everything happen to people. They’ve died, they’ve divorced, they’ve been raped, they’ve been wrongfully taken. I got used to thinking that i will die anywhere, it’s not a fear anymore. I was forced to accept that my city is a disease, like a lot of others. This song makes me think of that, maybe that’s why I got to be like this. New York is a horrible place but, it has this way of grabbing you. Of making you stay here. New York, I love you but you’re bringing me down.
Listening to this song after growing up in NYC brings me to the brink of tears. The bittersweet idea of missing something that was worse for you in a way is so upsetting. Like yeah, our rich mayor and a ton of tourism helped get New York more publicity and make it safer, but in the end was it worth it? Was it worth it when wealthy businesses close down local stores I grew up with, or when countless families you grow up with have to leave due to raising real estate prices and cost in general? Yes, New York is “better” now but you can’t help missing something that you grew up with, no matter how dysfunctional it was.
A cigarette wrote this song.
A Different Man brought me here.
My wife decided she didn't want to build the rest with me. Should of seen it coming. Hope I don't have to be here much longer
It hits different post covid
The most punk rock piano ballad ever.
This is the New Yorkiest New York song of all New Yorkdom in the history of New York.
I feel like this song is about to blow up
Miles Davis where you at
It's my goal in life to listen to this whilst walking through New York when its raining at night.
Currently visiting New York, sitting on a rock in Central Park watching the lake, the city on the background, all fogged up, taller than clouds. Damn... I don't want to leave
I think everyone from NY can say that this song perfectly describes the city more than anything else
As a New Yorker, I needed this today!
This song will always remind me of Santa Cruz CA in the winter time. It’s a town that was made for sunny tourism, but there was something bordering on poetic about seeing it gray and drenched in rain. The boardwalk getting a chance to catch its breath, and just be, without having to entertain anyone. Anyone from a tourist town might know what I’m talking about.
To all artists this feels like a sad calling to the craft. It’s not easy to find yourself trying to survive when you find yourself surrounded by such sights. Good luck to us all out there, let’s make ourselves proud.