The band has released fourteen albums: "Spirit They're Gone, Spirit They've Vanished" (2000), "Danse Manatee" (2001), "Campfire Songs" (2003), "Here Comes the Indian" (2003), "Sung Tongs" (2004), "Feels" (2005), "Strawberry Jam" (2007), "Merriweather Post Pavilion" (2009), "Centipede Hz" (2012), "Painting With" (2016), "Tangerine Reef" (2018), "Crestone" (2021), "Time Skiffs" (2022), and "Isn't It Now?" (2023). They also composed and performed the soundtrack for the 2022 film, The Inspection, directed by Elegance Bratton and produced by A24.
Prior to "Here Comes the Indian", the group's albums were not credited to the band name "Animal Collective" but instead to "Avey Tare & Panda Bear" (for "Spirit"), "Avey Tare, Panda Bear & Geologist" (for "Danse") and "Campfire Songs" (for "Campfire Songs").
The band members met in school and started recording together in various forms of collaboration from a young age. Although the band is often classified as psych folk or noise rock, it is hard to define the Animal Collective sound as they often experiment with diverse styles and ideas from album to album. The group also runs the record label Paw Tracks on which they have released their own material as well as material by artists such as Ariel Pink, Terrestrial Tones, and The Peppermints. Paw Tracks' latest signee is Tickley Feather, with whom the band recently toured.
La Rapet
Animal Collective Lyrics
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Face you towards the wall, you can't function but
You move a hobby
Reaching to the whore, step around the leash, to find the lobby
It seems you've locked the door
See an angel and you lose your body
My god,
It's an angel
It's an angel
It's an angel
We had a date, at least I'm not a porn sleaze
Isabelle, Isabelle, can't you hear me I can't tell
They're in the room, like in the first job
Hold me dear, hold me dear, can't you feel they're touched you're in
They'd return to throne, let them serve in battle
Hands devoured!
Take them back their homes, let their minds go where
There flights can't take them!
Please you've got two birds, so I highly choose
In the basement!
Get out light the match, if there's angel shadows on the ceiling
My god
It's an angel!
It's an angel!
It's an angel!
Don't have a room, each one's with a prior
Isabelle, Isabelle, we're not talking you're not well
Well likes it goes, it's just they can't hang there
Take them in, save them in, can't you see we're on to plan
On to plan
There've been sadder days (sadder days)
Angels (what?)
Sadder days, the angels, (meh, friggin' angels)
Starting, to rotting, and knotting pretty angels
They're starting, to rotting, and nodding pretty angels
They're starting, to rotting, and nodding pretty angels
They're starting, to rotting, and nodding pretty angels
Pretty angels
Grab the bitches throat
Then she'll see the light
To leave the shudder
Please shed up the dog, we don't want them chasing
We, fat chance
Break me off a piece, for there's an angel with
A hand that's open
Like not angel to eat, said the lady to
The ground, he then ate him
Some Christ pie
It's the angel
It's your angel
Your angel
How did they get cloned we've seen all your plant seeds
Isabelle, Isabelle, you're not with me when I plant
What about that pie, such is all that I know
It's a shame, it's a shame, it's just you're not on to the plan, on to the plan
Some peoples eyes are too itsy bitsy I'm so sorry
French braids will crack a window and the wind might say
The birds are callin' for you please don't follow
The lyrics of Animal Collective's La Rapet showcase the band's unique approach to songwriting, often characterized by surreal, abstract imagery and unconventional song structures. In this track, Avey Tare delivers a feverish and cryptic narrative that evokes feelings of confusion, desperation, and anxiety. The song begins with the singer's confrontation with a bizarre, dream-like reality that distorts the world around him. He feels powerless and trapped, unable to function normally, and sees an angel that overwhelms him with awe and fear. The song's second half takes a more unsettling turn, with the singer expressing violent impulses and a detachment from reality.
Throughout the song, Animal Collective employ a range of musical techniques that complement the lyrics' surrealism. The track features a prominent drum machine beat, dissonant guitar chords, and looping vocal lines that give the impression of a disorienting dream or nightmare. The band balances these experimental elements with catchy melodies and sing-along choruses, creating a unique and memorable song that captures the essence of Animal Collective's style.
Line by Line Meaning
Watch the scene bend as my white face cut the skies like daggers
I am mesmerized by how the environment alters as I move forward
Face you towards the wall, you can't function but
I'm trying to control you, so I'm making you face the wall
You move a hobby
You're just passing time and fleeting about
Reaching to the whore, step around the leash, to find the lobby
I'm reaching out to a prostitute using deceitful means to keep my freedom
It seems you've locked the door
You've blocked me from entering your life
See an angel and you lose your body
You get entranced when you spot an angel
My god,
I'm shocked
It's an angel
There's an angel in sight
We had a date, at least I'm not a porn sleaze
We went out together, but I'm pleased I'm not addicted to pornography
Isabelle, Isabelle, can't you hear me I can't tell
I'm seeking your attention but I'm not sure if you're receiving it
They're in the room, like in the first job
People are in the chamber like in the primary position
Hold me dear, hold me dear, can't you feel they're touched you're in
Please hug me tightly and be aware that you're amidst those affected folks
They'd return to throne, let them serve in battle
Let them go back to their rightful place to join the fighting force
Hands devoured!
The palms got eaten up!
Take them back their homes, let their minds go where there flights can't take them!
Please lead them back to their abodes and let them stay where their imaginations can't even fathom
Please you've got two birds, so I highly choose
I'm pleading with you as you have two birds, I implore you to select
In the basement!
Downstairs!
Get out light the match, if there's angel shadows on the ceiling
Turn the lights on and check if the angelic figure appears on the roof
My god
I'm shocked
It's an angel!
It's an angel!
Don't have a room, each one's with a prior
I don't have any free space since each one is occupied by a former boarder
Isabelle, Isabelle, we're not talking you're not well
Isabelle, Isabelle, we're not communicating right now since you're unwell
Well likes it goes, it's just they can't hang there
That's the way things occur; it's just not plausible for them to stay there
Take them in, save them in, can't you see we're on to plan
Please bring them in and protect them. Can't you notice that we're following a structured approach?
On to plan
We're moving forward as per our plan
There've been sadder days (sadder days)
I've had worse times before
Angels (what?)
Angels, what do you mean?
Sadder days, the angels, (meh, friggin' angels)
My mood was worse when there were angels around
Starting, to rotting, and knotting pretty angels
The pretty angels are beginning to deteriorate and tie up in knots
They're starting, to rotting, and nodding pretty angels
The beautiful angels are starting to gnarl and droop their heads
They're starting, to rotting, and nodding pretty angels
The gorgeous angels are beginning to decay and bend their heads
They're starting, to rotting, and nodding pretty angels
The stunning angels are starting to decompose and bob their heads
Pretty angels
Beautiful angels
Grab the bitches throat
Seize the female dog's neck
Then she'll see the light
That's when she'll finally comprehend
To leave the shudder
To abandon the fear
Please shed up the dog, we don't want them chasing
Please keep the hound in check so that they don't go after us
We, fat chance
We can only hope to have good fortune
Break me off a piece, for there's an angel with
Please give me a bit because there's an angel with me
A hand that's open
An outstretched hand
Like not angel to eat, said the lady to
The woman said that there are other things to consume rather than angel
The ground, he then ate him
He ate the remaining object on the floor
Some Christ pie
A few slices of Christ pie
It's the angel
The angel's here again
It's your angel
It's your angel by your side right now
Your angel
Your celestial messenger
How did they get cloned we've seen all your plant seeds
How did these duplicates show up? We've examined all the plant seeds you've provided
Isabelle, Isabelle, you're not with me when I plant
Isabelle, Isabelle, you're not around when I dig up the soil
What about that pie, such is all that I know
What about that pie, it's all I'm aware of
It's a shame, it's a shame, it's just you're not on to the plan, on to the plan
It's a shame that you're not aware of the strategy
Some peoples eyes are too itsy bitsy I'm so sorry
Some people have tiny eyes, and I apologize for my words
French braids will crack a window and the wind might say
French braids could open a window, and the breeze may speak
The birds are callin' for you please don't follow
The birds are calling out to you, but please don't go after them
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Written by: DAVID PORTNER
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