Starting out as a hip-hop producer at the age of 13, Dapperton made the switch to his current sound after a serious hospitalisation and the failure of his laptop.
Pairing infectious, nostalgia-laden tunes with high-concept filmclips, lauded for their high-concept cinematic execution, has proven to be a recipe for success. Blowing up through 2017, with two EPs dropped, and fans and the press alike taking notice, Dapperton's future looks bright.
Amadelle With Love
Gus Dapperton Lyrics
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Amadelle with love, sporting all control
You used to dress alotfulness
Amadelle with love, eyes for wide interest
And I'm to blame for but once or more
And I'm to blame for but lost allure
With love it's aimless to make me moveYou used to make me move
Bleach, white beak
You poor clown
Is that your crowd?
Snow, white nose
You poor clown
Is that your crowd?
You used to lean very muchly
Amadelle with love, type of swing does she
You used to twirl far moreable
Amadelle with love, influence and spell
And I'm to blame for but once or more
And I'm to blame for but lost allure
With love it's aimless to make me move
You used to make me move
Bleach, white beak
You poor clown
Is that your crowd?
Snow, white nose
You poor clown
Is that your crowd?
Well that's because my shoes are tied
Now it's a who and its a hem, love
A rumor too profuse for lies
Do you even know who I am love?
Well that's 'cause my shoes are tied
Now it's a who and its a hem, love
A rumor too profuse for lies
The lyrics of Gus Dapperton's "Amadelle with Love" showcase the reminiscences of someone who has lost their relationship with a former intimate partner. The opening line "You use to step, fall manyful" suggests how Amadelle used to move in a curious way, falling a lot yet still in control. The singer refers to the way Amadelle used to dress, implying that she used to dress playfully and with enthusiasm. The lyrics "With love, it's aimless to make me move, you used to make me move" shows that Amadelle was a significant part of the singer's life, she used to motivate him, and her motivation is now absent from his life.
The lyrics have a melancholic tone, uncovers a sense of sadness and pain inflicted by the separation of the singer from Amadelle. The lines "Bleach, white beak, you poor clown, is that your crowd? Snow, white nose, you poor clown, is that your crowd?" seem to reflect how the singer feels, maybe that he is lost and struggling to find his place without Amadelle's guidance. The final verse contains the confidence of someone who has come to realize that their situation is causing discussion; they are known and are now in doubt.
Line by Line Meaning
You use to step, fall manyful
You used to dance with abandon
Amadelle with love, sporting all control
Your lover Amadelle was the one who kept you in check
You used to dress alotfulness
You used to dress with extravagance
Amadelle with love, eyes for wide interest
Amadelle was always curious and interested in everything around her
And I'm to blame for but once or more
I am responsible for my actions, but I have only received blame once or twice
And I'm to blame for but lost allure
I am responsible for losing my charm
With love it's aimless to make me move
Trying to use love to motivate me is pointless
You used to make me move
Amadelle was able to inspire you to act
Bleach, white beak
A reference to clowns and their distinctive makeup
You poor clown
The artist pities the clown
Is that your crowd?
Asking if this is the crowd the clown typically performs in front of
Snow, white nose
Another clown reference
You used to lean very muchly
You used to be very reliant on others
Amadelle with love, type of swing does she
Amadelle had a particular way of moving or dancing
You used to twirl far moreable
You used to spin around more
Amadelle with love, influence and spell
Amadelle had some sort of sway over you
Do you even know who I am love?
The artist wonders if Amadelle really knows him
Well that's because my shoes are tied
A snarky response, suggesting that Amadelle does not actually know him
Now it's a who and its a hem, love
The singer is now uncertain of who he is
A rumor too profuse for lies
There may be some sort of rumor or gossip about the artist that is too widespread to be untrue
Lyrics ยฉ Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Brendan Patrick Rice
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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You use to step, fall manyful
Amadelle with love
Sporting all control
You used to dress alotfulness
Amadelle with love
Eyes for wide interest
And I'm to blame for but once or more
And I'm to blame for but lost allure
With love it's aimless to make me move
You used to make me move
Bleach, white beak
You poor clown
Is that your crowd?
Snow, white nose
You poor clown
Is that your crowd?
You used to lean very muchly
Amadelle with love
Type of swing does she
You used to twirl far moreable
Amadelle with love
Influence and spell
And I'm to blame for but once or more
And I'm to blame for but lost allure
With love it's aimless to make me move
You used to make me move
Bleach, white beak
You poor clown
Is that your crowd?
Snow, white nose
You poor clown
Is that your crowd?
Do you even know who I am love?
Well that's because my shoes are tied
Now itโs a who and its a hem, love
A rumor too profuse for lies
Do you even know who I am love?
Well that's because my shoes are tied
Now itโs a who and its a hem, love
A rumor too profuse for lies
@vixvaporub
this song makes my body move
@lanadelreyfan-df4ks
Morty Smith me 2
@lilsviewstv9918
me too!
@Cristian-wl2pq
just surpass deku already ;(
@ChadStegall
Same. (Check out my beats)
@v.8552
love that bridge!!! 2:17
@pablomejia953
bass's killing it
@Skysmeller1
I really appreciate what Gus is doing, as a guy that was a teenager in the 90s its awesome to see this guy making such great music in a time where so many artists are producing cookie cutter tracks.
@kojodanquah4963
wait Is this what indie music sounded similar to in the 90s ๐ฅบ
@Skysmeller1
@@kojodanquah4963 not exactly 90s stuff is usually pretty distinct. But theirs a lot of bad music out there today.