The duo have developed a truly unique sound whose experimental rhythms lend themselves to the fringes of dubstep, wonky and hip hop, but ooze with emotion and echoing ambient soundscapes that take the listener to an entirely different place.
Their EPs, released on Hotflush Recordings, have already been well received, with support from pioneering DJs including Mary Anne Hobbs, Scuba, Rob Booth and Ramadanman
Their debut album Crooks & Lovers was released on Hotflush in July 2010 and was met with critical acclaim.
You Took Your Time
Mount Kimbie Lyrics
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They all stayed down, but he chose to stand
And girl, when did it hit you deep
To watch his mind seep
Across the pavement, beat down, slabs of meat
Each and every single one of your feet
That you will ever know
The limitations of a clone
The silk space of time
Covered in a trace of slime
It's not here to appear for the tears
The mere hatred that flows through the years
The silent calm, washed violent charm
Held in the depths of a tyrant's palm
Expect the ides, to lay by his side
And bear with the sight of just another man's mind
I must mistake the high
Cool these breaks, these stakes will lie
I was not born to be taught
I was born to be exposed in the storm
And held awhile
In the hot heat in the mother
Sat by the feet of your lover
Feet down, decede one another
I dug through these graves uncover
A pile of bones mixed with violent tones
Forced through the earth with these silent drones
I'll seek through time, evading the mimes
I'll breathe in time and of the guide's sign
You trust these snakes to die?
With all the ways you trace the climb
Go up the ladder, made from the latter
Made even sadder, but he born to an adder
I'm on the depth of a bridge
You took your time to plant a seed
A seed of hate, the plagues you played
So bear witness to the strength and states
You want to be the body of song
Are you strong across this glum
Pinnacle of crumbs
See these hands and see what they crave to be done
You are, you are this useless art that's gone too far
You are, you are
You are a body of song
You pave me down to the dirt and scum
Look what I've become
See these hands, these actions that I've done
Walk bear beaten down
Black blue brains out
This drain will be clogged
Let their brains be drowned
Walk bear beaten down
These Black beat brains out
These drains be clogged
These brains be drowned
The lyrics of Mount Kimbie’s song, You Took Your Time, convey a sense of violence, detachment, and almost desensitization to it all. From the very start of the song, there is a reference to killing, with the singer describing how he killed a man, who refused to be beat down like the others. The lyrics then move on to the role of clones and limitations, suggesting that the singer has been detached from the emotions of his violent actions. There is a focus on the violent and brutal nature of humankind and how society and civilization can only do so much to keep it in check. The reference to the “depths of a tyrant’s palm” suggests that there are larger forces at play that control individuals and shape their actions.
The lyrics also suggest a disillusionment with life and its purpose. There is a reference to being born not to be taught but to be exposed to the storm. The singer seems to suggest that they are searching for something greater than themselves, trying to find meaning in a world filled with violence, hate, and destruction. However, given how entrenched society and civilization are in this reality, finding such meaning is a difficult task. The lyrics are cryptic, and attempting to put together a cohesive narrative of the song can be challenging. However, it is clear that the lyrics reflect a feeling of chaos, emptiness, and disillusionment.
Line by Line Meaning
Now did you see me, I killed a man
Have you seen me take a life
They all stayed down, but he chose to stand
All others fell, but he remained standing
And girl, when did it hit you deep
And darling, when did the realization hit you
To watch his mind seep
To witness his thoughts slowly escaping
Across the pavement, beat down, slabs of meat
On the ground lie limp pieces of flesh
Each and every single one of your feet
Every step you take
That you will ever know
Is the limit of your understanding
The limitations of a clone
The boundaries of a mere copy
They kept me on my throne
They put me in charge
The silk space of time
The smooth passage of time
Covered in a trace of slime
Marked by a faint trail of filth
It's not here to appear for the tears
This is not meant to elicit sympathy
The mere hatred that flows through the years
Only anger that persists across time
The silent calm, washed violent charm
The deceptive calm, soaked in violent allure
Held in the depths of a tyrant's palm
Gripped tightly in the hand of a cruel ruler
Expect the ides, to lay by his side
Anticipate betrayal, to lie beside him
And bear with the sight of just another man's mind
Endure the view of an ordinary person's mindset
I must mistake the high
I must be wrong about the ecstasy
Cool these breaks, these stakes will lie
Calm down these breaks or the consequences will be severe
I was not born to be taught
I was not born to be instructed
I was born to be exposed in the storm
I was born to be vulnerable in the tempest
And held awhile
And protected for a brief time
In the hot heat in the mother
In the intense heat of creation
Sat by the feet of your lover
Sat at the feet of your beloved
Feet down, decede one another
Feet pressed against each other as they pass on
I dug through these graves uncover
I excavated these tombs to unearth
A pile of bones mixed with violent tones
A heap of skeletons and aggressive sounds
Forced through the earth with these silent drones
Pushed through the soil by machines lacking any noise
I'll seek through time, evading the mimes
I will search through ages, avoiding those who mimic
I'll breathe in time and of the guide's sign
I will inhale the moments and follow the trail
You trust these snakes to die?
Do you trust these deceivers to perish?
With all the ways you trace the climb
With all the methods you follow to ascend
Go up the ladder, made from the latter
Climb the rungs, built from the lower
Made even sadder, but he born to an adder
A greater tragedy, as he was born to a snake
I'm on the depth of a bridge
I'm at the lowest point of a bridge
You took your time to plant a seed
You deliberately sowed a harmful seed
A seed of hate, the plagues you played
A seed of animosity, that you cultivated carelessly
So bear witness to the strength and states
Observe the power and situations
You want to be the body of song
You desire to be the embodiment of music
Are you strong across this glum
Are you capable of enduring this gloominess?
Pinnacle of crumbs
The highest point of nothing
See these hands and see what they crave to be done
Look at these hands and see their eagerness to act
You are, you are this useless art that's gone too far
You are nothing but an impractical concept that has become extreme
You are, you are
You are, you are
You are a body of song
You are the very embodiment of music
You pave me down to the dirt and scum
You debase me to the lowest level of filth
Look what I've become
See what I have transformed into
See these hands, these actions that I've done
Observe these hands and the deeds they have accomplished
Walk bear beaten down
Walk bravely despite being defeated
Black blue brains out
Brains battered and blackened
This drain will be clogged
This drain will be blocked
Let their brains be drowned
Let their minds be overwhelmed
Walk bear beaten down
Walk bravely despite being defeated
These Black beat brains out
These blackened brains were battered
These drains be clogged
These drains should be blocked
These brains be drowned
These minds should be overwhelmed
Writer(s): Archie Ivan Marshall Copyright: Chrysalis Music Ltd.
Contributed by Cameron M. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@lustsoul666
[Verse 1: King Krule]
Now did you see me, I killed a man
They all stayed down, but he chose to stand
And girl, when did it hit you deep
To watch his mind seep
Across the pavement, beat down, slaps the meat
Each and every single one of your feet
That you will ever know
The limitations of a clone
They kept me on my throne
The silk space of time
Covered in a trace of slime
It's not here to appear for the tears
The mere hatred that flows through the years
The silent calm, washed violent charm
Held in the depths of a tyrant's palm
Expect the ides, to lay by his side
And bear with the sight of just another man's mind
[Verse 2: King Krule]
I must mistake the high
Cool these breaks, these stakes will lie
I was not born to be taught
I was born to be exposed in the storm
And held awhile
In the hot heat in the mother
Sat by the feet of your lover
Feet down, decede one another
I dug through these graves to uncover
A pile of bones mixed with violent tones
Forced through the earth with these silent drones
I'll seek through time, evading the mimes
I'll breathe in time and of the guide's sign
[Verse 3: King Krule]
You trust these snakes to die?
With all the ways you trace the climb
Go up the ladder, made from the latter
Made even sadder, but he born to an adder
I'm on the depth of a bridge
You took your time to plant a seed
A seed of hate, the plagues you played
So bear witness to the strength and states
You want to be the body of song
Are you strong across this glum
Pinnacle of crumbs
See these hands and see what they crave to be done
You are, you are this useless art that's gone too far
You are, you are
You are a body of song
You pave me down to the dirt and scum
Look what I've become
See these hands, these actions that I've done
Walk bear beaten down
Black blue brains out
This drain will be clogged
Let their brains be drowned
Walk bear beaten down
These Black beat brains out
These drains be clogged
These brains be drowned
[Outro: King Krule]
Feet down, decede one another
I dug through these graves uncover
These graves uncover
A pile of bones mixed with violent tones
Forced through the earth with these silent drones
A pile of bones
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@kartoffelsaek
Whenever some kid tells me "i wish i grew up in the 90's like you, all the music of my generation is shit". I point them towards this, and everything else alternative and daring. Just to remind them that they live in the golden age of music. If you don't mind a little digging that is. No matter what genre you're into, something awesome is being made every day.
@clumsiii
i grew up all ninees an shit -- pop is fkn shit up now but for reAl???? I like new shit better than what I had back then -- keep it up yALLLLLL -- love it! critics are typical and lack any sense - fans =--- we endure
@TWOSIXFIVE
kartoffelsaek True 90's kids were born in the 80's :)
@kartoffelsaek
TWOSIXFIVE Well i was born in the latter part of 1984, so i reserve the right to call myself a child of the 90's :)
@TWOSIXFIVE
kartoffelsaek You my friend are the definition of a 90's kid, 80's babies represent ;)
@PeyoteCoyote97
kartoffelsaek any musicians you recommend?
@BabvBlues
this held me tight when nobody would
@Giannosism
we need a mount kimbie king krule collab album. These vibes are constantly bumping my skin. The indignant voice of King Krule along with Mount Kimbies productions complement each other extremely. I wish I had the budget to host such a project. Please do so!
@fellony
Considering their most recent tape I want this more than ever now. Hearing the two sides to each members palette and how many guests have sounded perfect on their beats, I can imagine it'd bang
@shameface
King Krule got BARS!!!!!