Named after the Elvis Presley film King Creole, King Krule is a solo project of Archy Marshall (born 24 August 1994), a London-based artist who has been compared to Joe Strummer and Billy Bragg. The singer, songwriter, guitarist, and keyboardist raised eyebrows with the 2010 single "Out Getting Ribs," released under the alias Zoo Kid, which showcased his distinctively raw voice. Anticipation for Marshall's first album grew as the song earned him a spot on various high-profile "artists to watch" lists Read Full BioNamed after the Elvis Presley film King Creole, King Krule is a solo project of Archy Marshall (born 24 August 1994), a London-based artist who has been compared to Joe Strummer and Billy Bragg. The singer, songwriter, guitarist, and keyboardist raised eyebrows with the 2010 single "Out Getting Ribs," released under the alias Zoo Kid, which showcased his distinctively raw voice. Anticipation for Marshall's first album grew as the song earned him a spot on various high-profile "artists to watch" lists, as well as a nomination in BBC's Sound of 2013 poll.
In 2013, while still a teenager, Marshall released the first King Krule album, 6 Feet Beneath the Moon, on XL in the U.K. and True Panther in the U.S. Marshall then collaborated with his brother Jack for the relatively fluid, more electronic A New Place 2 Drown. Released in 2015 and credited to Archy Marshall, its physical edition was packaged with a 208-page book of poetry, photography, and art. King Krule fully reactivated in 2017 with a handful of varied singles -- the dreamlike ballad "Czech One," the mid-tempo rocker "Dum Surfer," and the rumbling "Half Man Half Shark," all featuring saxophone from Ignacio Salvadores -- that led up to The Ooz, an hour-long follow-up written during a three-year period.
In 2013, while still a teenager, Marshall released the first King Krule album, 6 Feet Beneath the Moon, on XL in the U.K. and True Panther in the U.S. Marshall then collaborated with his brother Jack for the relatively fluid, more electronic A New Place 2 Drown. Released in 2015 and credited to Archy Marshall, its physical edition was packaged with a 208-page book of poetry, photography, and art. King Krule fully reactivated in 2017 with a handful of varied singles -- the dreamlike ballad "Czech One," the mid-tempo rocker "Dum Surfer," and the rumbling "Half Man Half Shark," all featuring saxophone from Ignacio Salvadores -- that led up to The Ooz, an hour-long follow-up written during a three-year period.
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Czech One
King Krule Lyrics
The train's motion
Untidy echo
And she pants
She asked me why I'm here but I come here every night
Do you need to tell her something? No, I need a place to write
And as the sea of darkness forms and casts us into night
You ask me what her name was called but I found it hard to write
One time I was impaled, forlorn, and thrown into a pile
I said you know where I'm coming from and she looked me in the eye
Loverboy, you drown too quick
You're fading out of sight
Is it the numb density? Can't even look her in the eye
Where tiny men have been absorbed for questioning the sky
To when and where the stars were formed, the glance upon this night
Lightyears to sit upon and paint us as we lie
And to think it's us she's wasted on, can't even look her in the eye
See I've found a new place to mourn, she asked me who died
Well, if there's a dark uniform, I need a place to hide
As simple as his faith had gone, the burning of the spire
And yet he still searched for warmth but it was cold by the fire
She grips me tight, she grips me tight
But I still rip at the seams
I can't sleep at night, never slept at night
But she still sits in my dreams
I'm out of sight, so out of sight
But she sees what I see, she's watching me
She's still watching me
She still sees what I see
The train's motion
Untidy echo
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Written by: ARCHY IVAN MARSHALL
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Reelika Karpats
The train’s motion
Untidy echo
And she pants
She asked me why I’m here but I come here every night
Do you need to tell her something? No I need a place to write
And as the sea of darkness forms and casts us into night
You ask me what her name was called but I found it hard to write
One time I was impaled forlorn and thrown into a pile
I said you know where I’m coming from and she looked me in the eye
Loverboy you drown too quick
You’re fading out of sight
Is it the numb density? Can’t even look her in the eye
Where tiny men have been absorbed for questioning the sky
To when and where the stars were formed, that glance upon this night
Lightyears to sit upon and paint us as we lie
And to think it’s us she’s wasted on, can’t even look her in the eye
See I’ve found a new place to mourn, she asked me who died
Well if there’s a dark uniform, I need a place to hide
As simple as his faith had gone, the burning of the spire
And yet he still searched for warmth but it was cold by the fire
She grips me tight, she grips me tight
But I still rip at the seams
I can’t sleep at night, never slept at night
But she still sits in my dreams
I’m out of sight, so out of sight
But she sees what I see, she’s watching me
She’s still watching me
She still sees what I see
The train’s motion
Untidy echo
Tommaso Poggi
The train’s motion
Untidy echo
And she pants
She asked me why I’m here but I come here every night
Do you need to tell her something? No I need a place to write
And as the sea of darkness forms and casts us into night
You ask me what her name was called but I found it hard to write
One time I was impaled forlorn and thrown into a pile
I said you know where I’m coming from and she looked me in the eye
Loverboy you drown too quick
You’re fading out of sight
Is it the numb density? Can’t even look her in the eye
Where tiny men have been absorbed for questioning the sky
To when and where the stars were formed, that glance upon this night
Lightyears to sit upon and paint us as we lie
And to think it’s us she’s wasted on, can’t even look her in the eye
See I’ve found a new place to mourn, she asked me who died
Well if there’s a darker uniform, I need a place to hide
As simple as his faith had gone, the burning of the spire
And yet he still searched for warmth but it was cold by the fire
She grips me tight, she grips me tight
But I still rip at the seams
I can’t sleep at night, never slept at night
But she still sits in my dreams
I’m out of sight, so out of sight
But she sees what I see, she’s watching me
She’s still watching me
She still sees what I see
The train’s motion
Untidy echo
Juan Felipe Olmos Babilonia
El movimiento del tren
Eco desordenado
Y ella jadea
Ella me preguntó por qué estoy aquí, pero vengo aquí cada noche.
¿Necesitas decirle algo? No, necesito un lugar para escribir
Y como el mar de las tinieblas se forma y nos lanza en la noche
Tú me preguntas cómo se llamaba su nombre pero me costó escribir
Una vez fui empalado, desamparado y arrojado a un montón.
Dije que sabes de dónde vengo y me miró a los ojos,
''Chico del amor, te ahogas demasiado rápido, te estás perdiendo de vista''.
¿Es la densidad entumecida? Ni siquiera puede mirarla a los ojos,
donde hombres diminutos han sido absorbidos para cuestionar el cielo;
para cuando y donde se formaron las estrellas, esa mirada sobre esta noche.
Años luz para sentarse y pintarnos cómo mentimos
y pensar que es a nosotros lo que ella desperdicia, ni siquiera puede mirarla a los ojos.
He encontrado un nuevo lugar para llorar, me preguntó quién murió
Bueno, si hay un uniforme oscuro, necesito un lugar para esconderme.
Tan simple como su fe se había ido, la quema de la aguja
Y sin embargo todavía buscaba calor, pero hacía frío por el fuego
Ella me agarra fuerte, me agarra fuerte
Pero todavía rasgo en las costuras
No puedo dormir por la noche, nunca dormí por la noche
pero ella todavía se sienta en mis sueños
Estoy fuera de la vista, tan fuera de la vista
pero ella ve lo que veo, me está mirando
Ella todavía me está mirando
Ella todavía ve lo que veo
El movimiento del tren
Eco desordenado.
crystalized H.
The train's motion
Untidy echo
And she pants
She asked me why I'm here
But I come here every night
Do you need to tell her something?
No I need a place to write
And as the sea of darkness forms
And casts us into night
You ask me what her name was called
But I found it hard to write
One time I was impaled forlorn
And thrown into a pile
I said you know where I'm coming from
And she looked me in the eye
Loverboy, you drown too quick
You're fading out of sight
Is it the numb density?
Can't even look her in the eye
Where tiny men have been absorbed
For questioning the sky
To when and where the stars were formed
That glance upon this night
Light-years to sit upon
And paint us as we lie
And to think it's us she's wasted on
Can't even look her in the eye
See, I've found a new place to mourn
She asked me who died
Well if there's a dark uniform
I need a place to hide
As simple as his faith had gone
The burning of the spire
And yet he still searched for warmth
But it was cold by the fire
She grips me tight
She grips me tight
But I still rip at the seams
I can't sleep at night
Never slept at night
But she still sits in my dreams
I'm out of sight, so out of sight
But she sees what I see
She's watching me
She's still watching me
She still sees what I see
The train's motion
Untidy echo
Jovanny Dominguez
She asked me why I’m here but I come here every night
Do you need to tell her something? No I need a place to write
And as the sea of darkness forms and casts us into night
You ask me what her name was called but I found it hard to write
One time I was impaled forlorn and thrown into a pile
I said you know where I’m coming from and she looked me in the eye
Loverboy you drown too quick
You’re fading out of sight
Is it the numb density? Can’t even look her in the eye
Where tiny men have been absorbed for questioning the sky
To when and where the stars were formed, that glance upon this night
Lightyears to sit upon and paint us as we lie
And to think it’s us she’s wasted on, can’t even look her in the eye
See I’ve found a new place to mourn, she asked me who died
Well if there’s a dark uniform, I need a place to hide
As simple as his faith had gone, the burning of the spire
And yet he still searched for warmth but it was cold by the fire
She grips me tight, she grips me tight
But I still rip at the seams
I can’t sleep at night, never slept at night
But she still sits in my dreams
I’m out of sight, so out of sight
But she sees what I see, she’s watching me
Lefa
The train's motion
Untidy echo
And she pants
She asked me why I'm here
But I come here every night
Do you need to tell her something?
No I need a place to write
And as the sea of darkness forms
And casts us into night
You ask me what her name was called
But I found it hard to write
One time I was impaled forlorn
And thrown into a pile
I said you know where I'm coming from
And she looked me in the eye
Loverboy, you drown too quick
You're fading out of sight
Is it the numb density?
Can't even look her in the eye
Where tiny men have been absorbed
For questioning the sky
To when and where the stars were formed
That glance upon this night
Light-years to sit upon
And paint us as we lie
And to think it's us she's wasted on
Can't even look her in the eye
See, I've found a new place to mourn
She asked me who died
Well if there's a dark uniform
I need a place to hide
As simple as his faith had gone
The burning of the spire
And yet he still searched for warmth
But it was cold by the fire
She grips me tight
She grips me tight
But I still rip at the seams
I can't sleep at night
Never slept at night
But she still sits in my dreams
I'm out of sight, so out of sight
But she sees what I see
She's watching me
She's still watching me
She still sees what I see
The train's motion
Untidy echo
chaaarlieee1
Archy Marshall. What a fucking icon. He will be regarded as one of England's finest, along with Bowie, Morrissey, and Ian Curtis. Just wish more people would recognize his genius, one of the best artists in history is alive and young in 2017, producing music, playing shows, and with a whole life ahead of him.
-xX666Archain666Xx- I Approved by China 1927-1949
i don't understand why people can't like art they enjoy let that be the end of that
where's the need of making dumb podiums and wanting other people to accept them
why can't you just say "i really really love his music" and go home
mondo_depresso
> one of the best artists in history
Come on.
grolnus del butus
@ilovebeinghip very clever
ilovebeinghip
joy division are shit
Andy Rodriguez
I think it's safe to say the director of this video knows what he is doing, wow.
Rachel
FUN FACT: the director of this video is actually the mother to his child and his girlfriend
Andrew Albertson
@Briana I watxhed that from your comment. Holy shit! I need to see everything frank Lebon's ever done now
joseito bendito
the thunders and the city man, fucking brilliant
Briana
He also did cant believe the way we flow !