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.
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Animal Collective Lyrics
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But it's clear that we don't look lightly
Take a place around the tabletop
Make a push to wake the moment up
Say, you want to say what's wrong
Any way to blow up the cover
There's a way through bogs
Like a twisted stick, let's dig through the sick and find a level space
Cinch to say
It's a gut that feels all things unknown
And a ring within the brain, you know
Not ashamed to say the instinct's there
But a virtue to deny the bait
Know the cost and move to cause an endeavor
Globbed onto something
In the lawn, there's room to improve
As there's a need to uncover it
As a joker sucks, let's sift through the muck and lift this dingy veil
Same old tale
Get mixed in this crippling fixture, try and approach the hidden mixtures
Get mixed in this crippling fixture, try and approach the hidden nature
For a misplaced stash, let's search through the trash
And write this ignorant lurch, wicked urge
Raise the gab above a whisper, speak to sound a spoiling blister
Raise the gab above a whisper, talk to cure a blistered picture
The lyrics of Animal Collective's song Grass suggest a desire to uncover hidden truths and bring them to the surface. The opening lines suggest that everything is in its proper place, but there is a feeling that something is still not right that cannot be ignored. The second verse shifts to a more guttural, instinctual feeling of needing to uncover something, even if it means denying temptation. The chorus repeats the desire to uncover hidden truths, emphasizing the need to speak up and break the silence.
The second half of the song builds on this desire to uncover the unknown. The lyrics mention a misplaced stash and digging through the muck to lift a dingy veil, suggesting that there are hidden secrets to be found if one is willing to put in the effort. The final lines of the song urge the listener to raise their voice and speak out to heal what has been blistered, emphasizing the power of speech to bring about change.
Overall, the lyrics of Grass convey a sense of restlessness and a desire to uncover hidden truths. The song urges the listener to speak out and take action, suggesting that there is power in the act of uncovering what has been hidden.
Line by Line Meaning
All the pieces are where they ought to be
Everything is in its proper place
But it's clear that we don't look lightly
Despite everything being as it should, we are not content and want more
Take a place around the tabletop
Gather around and come together
Make a push to wake the moment up
Put forth effort to seize the opportunity and make the most of it
Say, you want to say what's wrong
If you want to express what's bothering you
Any way to blow up the cover
Find a way to expose what's hidden
There's a way through bogs
Even in difficult situations, there is a solution
As long as there's a light to discover it
As long as there is hope to find a way through it
Like a twisted stick, let's dig through the sick and find a level space
Like finding a straight stick and using it to uncover something that's hidden
Cinch to say
Easy to express
It's a gut that feels all things unknown
A deep sense of intuition that recognizes the unknown
And a ring within the brain, you know
A mental process that recognizes familiar patterns
Not ashamed to say the instinct's there
Not embarrassed to admit that intuition is present
But a virtue to deny the bait
It's important to resist temptation
Know the cost and move to cause an endeavor
Understand what it will take and take steps to achieve it
Globbed onto something
Attached to something
In the lawn, there's room to improve
Opportunities for growth exist in unexpected places
As there's a need to uncover it
There is a desire to find and reveal this potential
As a joker sucks, let's sift through the muck and lift this dingy veil
Like a vacuum cleaner, let's work to clear the dirt and uncover what's hidden
Same old tale
A familiar story or situation
Get mixed in this crippling fixture, try and approach the hidden mixtures
Involved in a challenging and difficult situation, attempt to understand and solve the problems
For a misplaced stash, let's search through the trash
For something that is lost or hidden, we must look in the least likely places
And write this ignorant lurch, wicked urge
Record and confront this foolish impulse
Raise the gab above a whisper, speak to sound a spoiling blister
Raise the volume of discussion and address the issue that is causing discomfort
Raise the gab above a whisper, talk to cure a blistered picture
Speak frankly and honestly in order to heal a painful situation
Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY
Written by: Noah Benjamin Lennox, David Michael Portner, Brian Ross Weitz
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@genowhirl
i was walking on feet just like my fathers and my knees were trying to reach you at
your mothers cause my nose was screaming that you smelled like a lover but my hands
were happy to treat you like a brother then
we do the dance up on the plains
then i shake your shoulders
you push me down into the grains
who rubs our noses in the night? we do we do
pow pow now now pow pow now now
ive been into the plants and simple treasures
and i sew patches on pants and i get pleasure
and i dont make particular plans cause they dont matter
if you keep on foolin in bed with my sleeping patterns
we do the dance up on the plains
then i shake your shoulders
you push me down into the grains
who rubs our noses in the night? we do we do
Whats with all the changes since the time i was aware its like the apple eating people that we once were arent there
Did they empty out their pockets and debase their younger faces and you must make sure your happy when you leave your summer places
pretty little femur sitting in my cherry dream boat id be sad if your rejected from my hip bone and my knee if i sailed away from continents and touched my lovers hair then youd be very happy if i touched her there
Youd be very happy if i touched her there, i was very nervous how i felt in there i was very cautious whatd you say hey there
would you like to see me often though you dont need to see me often
cause id like to see you often though i dont need to see you often
we do the dance up on the plains
then i shake your shoulders
you push me down into the grains
who rubs our noses in the night? we do we do
@scottihoe
this was playing on the morning announcements at my school the other day. you can't imagine how ecstatic i was.
@abhiskekrachit1411
Omg!!
@sensational13
Lol how? And where i gotta know
@ivanruiz2218
that's awesome
@tommycscat
@@sensational1314 years ago, lol
@Kushiava
I can’t believe elementary school was 15 years ago
@jamiepolinski1428
I heard this in 2006 age 18 and it still to this day feels the same. This album is part of my existence. Each lyric are words from my world I experience. I may not know me all the time but i know this shit will always be a part of me.
@amo670
Time by The Impures, is such a good song listen to it please ✌🏼✌🏼
@ivanruiz2218
yup me too, same age too. I found them on myspace, but i had heard about them through audioscrobbler. Steven Malkmus from Pavement had their album "Sung Tongs" as a favorite.
@sparkomatic
I'm a 43 year-old guitar player, steeped in classic rock, grateful dead, bluegrass, etc but I have always had an appetite for real creative art, and folks, that's what this is. At first I found it amusing and just plain odd, but clearly art. Now it's growing on me as music. I'll bet there aren't too many old geezers like me capable of listening to this stuff. but I really like this song. i'm about to listen for the third time in a row.