The 1975. Photo by Samuel Bradley
The 1975 are plotting a return. On July 7 the pop group will release a new song called "Part Of The Band," the first single from their follow-up to their 2020 album Notes On A Conditional Form. The band's frontman Matty Healy shared a snippet of the song on Instagram yesterday along with the song's lyrics. The third and fourth lines are "I always used to bust into her hand / In my imagination," if you want a sense for what's happening here.
But that's not all: as Stereogum points out, fans of The 1975 has been receiving postcards in the mail which appear to reveal the album title—being funny in a foreign language—as well as the eleven-song tracklist. One of the fans was kind enough to tweet a pic:
Here’s the title confirmation and the tracks… pic.twitter.com/7XcdZOev3a
— Pea Kay Eff (@PeaKayEff) June 29, 2022
What else? Oh, right. The lyrics. Christ. Any song that references French poets, getting cancelled, and "Vaccinista tote bag chic baristas sitting in east on their communista keisters writing about their ejaculations" already has a lot working against it. But you can't say it isn't bold of the band to share them out of context! Read them all below:
She was part of the airforce
I was part of the band
I always used to bust into her hand
In my imagination
I was living my best life
Living with my parents
Way before the paying penance and verbal propellants
And my cancellations
And I fell in love with a boy,
it was kinda lame
I was Rimbaud and he was Paul Verlaine
In my imagination
So many cringes in the heroin binges,
I was coming off the hinges,
Living on the fringes of my imagination
Enough about me now
‘You gotta talk about the people baby’
Now I’m at home - somewhere I don’t like
Eating stuff off of motorbikes
Coming to her lookalikes
I can’t get the language right
Just tell me what’s unladylike
I know some Vaccinista tote bag chic baristas sitting in east on their communista keisters writing about their ejaculations
I like my men like I like my coffee - full of soy milk and so sweet it won’t offend anybody whilst staining the pages of The Nation
A Xanax and a Newport
‘I take care of my kids’ she said
The worst of inside of us begets that feeling on the internet
It’s like someone intended it
A diamond in the rough begets the diamond with a scruff you get
Am I ironically woke? The butt of my joke? Or I am just some post-coke, average, skinny bloke calling his ego imagination?
I’ve not picked up that in 1,400 days and 9 hours and 16 minutes babe - it’s kind of my daily iteration
