TV on the Radio is an American indie rock band formed in 2001 in Brooklyn, … Read Full Bio ↴TV on the Radio is an American indie rock band formed in 2001 in Brooklyn, New York.
The group has released several EPs including their debut Young Liars (2003), and five studio albums: Desperate Youth, Blood Thirsty Babes (2004), Return to Cookie Mountain (2006), Dear Science (2008), Nine Types of Light (2011), and Seeds (2014).
For most of the band's existence, the core TV on the Radio lineup has been Tunde Adebimpe (vocals/loops), David Andrew Sitek (guitars/keyboards/loops), Kyp Malone (vocals/guitars/bass/loops), Jaleel Bunton (drums/vocals/loops/guitars) and Gerard Smith (bass/keyboards) as official members.
The band's Bio from their website:
TV on the Radio gets to do anything. Like a small platoon whose pleasing impenetrability is their core, the band consistently confounds expectations while managing to balance respect from critics and peers alike. The result is TV on the Radio gets to do anything they want. This freedom is their engine.
“It’s about doing what feels right,” says singer Tunde Adebimpe. “I really feel like this band is something that is expansive and always changing and growing. If we wear our influences on our sleeve, it’s a pretty crowded sleeve.”
It’s no different with Seeds, the new and fifth proper studio album that Adebimpe has made along with Jaleel Bunton, Kyp Malone, and David Andrew Sitek (who also produced it). Having long outlasted that early 2000s fascination with all things Brooklyn to which the hip willfully succumbed, they continue to conquer music on their own terms. This album serves as another step in continuing to heed their reputation as “the most vital, current band in America” (Associated Press).
This go-round the songs are immediate and triumphant, textured with storytelling hooks and possibly the most honest music this band has ever composed. They’ve hit a point where they’re OK being straight-up beautiful without having to manipulate prettiness into whatever unforeseen shape.
Slate says Seeds has “TV on the Radio’s best songs in years. They are sounding sharper than ever.” And the band knows it. Adebimpe has already said this is the band’s best record. Not a boast, just an observation.
“I feel like I knew it before we were done,” he says immediately. “I was so excited by the songs while we were making them, I wanted to get more and more and more into it. The general feeling going into it was, 'We're still here. Our friendship with each other is so strong. Being in a band, at its best times, is like being... well, let’s say whenever things are going really well, we're like ‘cool, Voltron's back together.’“
The TV on the Radio guys are the type of people who go on hiatus and focus on music. They may take time between albums for their other endeavors, but they know when it’s right to come together – especially when the music comes as easily and passionately as it did with case Seeds. The band found themselves collected in David Sitek’s Los Angeles studio last year and recorded a couple of songs – “Mercy” and “Million Miles” and didn’t want to stop.
“Those were just songs that we wrote because we hadn't written songs together in a while,” says Sitek “They came out really fast and inspired us to do it again – and then ‘again’ turned into the record.”
Adebimpe and Sitek live in Los Angeles, Bunton and Malone reside in New York, but make no mistake: TV on the Radio is a quartet. To attempt to parse out exactly what each member does in the group would be to dismantle the fundamental essence of what makes TV on the Radio the monolithic anomaly they have been careful to cultivate and protect for more than a decade. They permeate beyond a wall of sound, and instead create a planetarium of music with every song. They embody many voices. Most of them can play just about anything. And sing too. They are equal partners in the creation of a type of noise that appeared seemingly out of nowhere over 10 years ago.
Throughout the years, TV on the Radio has been consistent in the standard they set for themselves. Earlier records, Desperate Youth, Blood Thirsty Babes and Return To Cookie Mountain stole the hearts of fans and critics alike just the same, winning the Shortlist Music Prize and Spin's Album of the Year respectively. Their breakout release Dear Science was named best album of 2008 by Rolling Stone, The Guardian, Spin Magazine, The New York Times, The Onion AV Club, MTV, even Entertainment Weekly. An embarrassment of riches, really. Their last album, 2011's Nine Types of Light, was deemed "pure heaven" by the cherubs at Rolling Stone, and earned the band a Grammy® nomination. The band has also graced the stages of Saturday Night Live and The Colbert Report.
“The band is it’s own ‘self.’ It has to be that way,” Adebimpe says. “That's been the goal for a long time. Nobody really wants to be the focal point for the band; the band should be the focal point. Not even the band: the music. We can show up and take credit for it, but ultimately it's something that maybe we helped shape and facilitate coming into the world. But that’s all.”
They happily recruit likeminded associates to help prop up this invention of theirs in the studio and on stage. (Kelis, for instance, appears on “Lazzeray”). The band has recorded and performed with other artists who’ve conquered the music world on their own terms just as much as they have. Fellow mavericks like Trent Reznor, Nick Zinner of Yeah Yeah Yeahs fame, Bauhaus singer Peter Murphy, Kazu Makino of Blonde Redhead, Martin Perna of Antibalas, Katrina Ford of Celebration, and David chuffing Bowie have all romped in the sandbox with TV on the Radio.
“If you share a material thing, it dissipates,” Adebimpe says, recalling a fragment of philosophy he once heard, or might be improvising on the spot. “If you share a spiritual thing, it just increases. It becomes more and more and more. I'm already thinking about the next record.”
Seeds is an expression of everything this band has been through in the last three years and more. They’re influential, in their prime, they’re TV on the Radio, and they’ve proven themselves to be one of the most important bands of this generation. It clicks, as it always does, and TV on the Radio is brand new again, again.
“No matter what you go through individually and collectively, when you step away from each other, you're kind of like, "I know that if we get together we can fire this thing," says Adebimpe. “It's definitely in the spirit of the punk rock we all grew up with. If you win, you're still a punk. If you lose, you're still a punk, and honestly, it's not about anybody else.”
http://www.tvontheradio.com/
The group has released several EPs including their debut Young Liars (2003), and five studio albums: Desperate Youth, Blood Thirsty Babes (2004), Return to Cookie Mountain (2006), Dear Science (2008), Nine Types of Light (2011), and Seeds (2014).
For most of the band's existence, the core TV on the Radio lineup has been Tunde Adebimpe (vocals/loops), David Andrew Sitek (guitars/keyboards/loops), Kyp Malone (vocals/guitars/bass/loops), Jaleel Bunton (drums/vocals/loops/guitars) and Gerard Smith (bass/keyboards) as official members.
The band's Bio from their website:
TV on the Radio gets to do anything. Like a small platoon whose pleasing impenetrability is their core, the band consistently confounds expectations while managing to balance respect from critics and peers alike. The result is TV on the Radio gets to do anything they want. This freedom is their engine.
“It’s about doing what feels right,” says singer Tunde Adebimpe. “I really feel like this band is something that is expansive and always changing and growing. If we wear our influences on our sleeve, it’s a pretty crowded sleeve.”
It’s no different with Seeds, the new and fifth proper studio album that Adebimpe has made along with Jaleel Bunton, Kyp Malone, and David Andrew Sitek (who also produced it). Having long outlasted that early 2000s fascination with all things Brooklyn to which the hip willfully succumbed, they continue to conquer music on their own terms. This album serves as another step in continuing to heed their reputation as “the most vital, current band in America” (Associated Press).
This go-round the songs are immediate and triumphant, textured with storytelling hooks and possibly the most honest music this band has ever composed. They’ve hit a point where they’re OK being straight-up beautiful without having to manipulate prettiness into whatever unforeseen shape.
Slate says Seeds has “TV on the Radio’s best songs in years. They are sounding sharper than ever.” And the band knows it. Adebimpe has already said this is the band’s best record. Not a boast, just an observation.
“I feel like I knew it before we were done,” he says immediately. “I was so excited by the songs while we were making them, I wanted to get more and more and more into it. The general feeling going into it was, 'We're still here. Our friendship with each other is so strong. Being in a band, at its best times, is like being... well, let’s say whenever things are going really well, we're like ‘cool, Voltron's back together.’“
The TV on the Radio guys are the type of people who go on hiatus and focus on music. They may take time between albums for their other endeavors, but they know when it’s right to come together – especially when the music comes as easily and passionately as it did with case Seeds. The band found themselves collected in David Sitek’s Los Angeles studio last year and recorded a couple of songs – “Mercy” and “Million Miles” and didn’t want to stop.
“Those were just songs that we wrote because we hadn't written songs together in a while,” says Sitek “They came out really fast and inspired us to do it again – and then ‘again’ turned into the record.”
Adebimpe and Sitek live in Los Angeles, Bunton and Malone reside in New York, but make no mistake: TV on the Radio is a quartet. To attempt to parse out exactly what each member does in the group would be to dismantle the fundamental essence of what makes TV on the Radio the monolithic anomaly they have been careful to cultivate and protect for more than a decade. They permeate beyond a wall of sound, and instead create a planetarium of music with every song. They embody many voices. Most of them can play just about anything. And sing too. They are equal partners in the creation of a type of noise that appeared seemingly out of nowhere over 10 years ago.
Throughout the years, TV on the Radio has been consistent in the standard they set for themselves. Earlier records, Desperate Youth, Blood Thirsty Babes and Return To Cookie Mountain stole the hearts of fans and critics alike just the same, winning the Shortlist Music Prize and Spin's Album of the Year respectively. Their breakout release Dear Science was named best album of 2008 by Rolling Stone, The Guardian, Spin Magazine, The New York Times, The Onion AV Club, MTV, even Entertainment Weekly. An embarrassment of riches, really. Their last album, 2011's Nine Types of Light, was deemed "pure heaven" by the cherubs at Rolling Stone, and earned the band a Grammy® nomination. The band has also graced the stages of Saturday Night Live and The Colbert Report.
“The band is it’s own ‘self.’ It has to be that way,” Adebimpe says. “That's been the goal for a long time. Nobody really wants to be the focal point for the band; the band should be the focal point. Not even the band: the music. We can show up and take credit for it, but ultimately it's something that maybe we helped shape and facilitate coming into the world. But that’s all.”
They happily recruit likeminded associates to help prop up this invention of theirs in the studio and on stage. (Kelis, for instance, appears on “Lazzeray”). The band has recorded and performed with other artists who’ve conquered the music world on their own terms just as much as they have. Fellow mavericks like Trent Reznor, Nick Zinner of Yeah Yeah Yeahs fame, Bauhaus singer Peter Murphy, Kazu Makino of Blonde Redhead, Martin Perna of Antibalas, Katrina Ford of Celebration, and David chuffing Bowie have all romped in the sandbox with TV on the Radio.
“If you share a material thing, it dissipates,” Adebimpe says, recalling a fragment of philosophy he once heard, or might be improvising on the spot. “If you share a spiritual thing, it just increases. It becomes more and more and more. I'm already thinking about the next record.”
Seeds is an expression of everything this band has been through in the last three years and more. They’re influential, in their prime, they’re TV on the Radio, and they’ve proven themselves to be one of the most important bands of this generation. It clicks, as it always does, and TV on the Radio is brand new again, again.
“No matter what you go through individually and collectively, when you step away from each other, you're kind of like, "I know that if we get together we can fire this thing," says Adebimpe. “It's definitely in the spirit of the punk rock we all grew up with. If you win, you're still a punk. If you lose, you're still a punk, and honestly, it's not about anybody else.”
http://www.tvontheradio.com/
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TV on the Radio Lyrics
We have lyrics for these tracks by TV on the Radio:
- Hours You walked around Said yourself beatufiul Just too bad the…
01. Second Song Confidence and ignorance approved me Define my day today I…
04. No Future Shock You burned up all your credit On a family of kids…
05 Golden Age Heart beat soundin'. Ricocheting in their cage. Thought I'…
06. Let The Devil In Beg the bee's forgiveness as it's falling from your sleeve …
07.Don't Love You Oh simple girl Oh foolish man Trying to bend these lovers …
1 staring at the sun Cross the street from your storefront cemetery. Hear me hai…
10 10 Blues From Down Here From the depths I called you, ma For your breath and…
9. Blues From Down Here From the depths I called you, ma For your breath and…
All Falls Down Luck came dancing on the breeze tonight Like a loose free…
Ambulance Your slim frame Your eager eyes And your wild mane Oh they k…
Blind I seen a girl With a guy With hair like yours From what…
Blues From Down Here From the depths I called you, ma For your breath and…
Bomb Yourself Bomb your country Oh shed no tears TV dinner overfed your fe…
Buffalo Girls It's happening again. The sound erodes my mouth And now it's…
Caffeinated Consciousness Now drop yourself with no concern On how to breathe When you…
Careful You Oui, je t’aime Oui, je t’aime A demain, a la prochaine I kno…
Could You Shut down, give up the fight (Slamming the door, been…
Crying Laugh in the face of death under masthead Hold your breath…
Dancing Choose He's a WHAT? he's a WHAT? He's a newspaper man And he…
Dirty Whirl Oh there is a murderess amongst us Her love is a…
DLZ Congratulations on the mess you made of things On trying to…
Don Oh simple girl Oh foolish man Trying to bend these lovers ru…
Don't Love Yourself Oh simple girl Oh foolish man Trying to bend these lovers …
Dreams All your dreams are over now And all your wings have…
Dry Drunk Emperor Baby boy Dying under hot desert sun Watch your colours run …
Ending of a Show It's the ending of a show And I throw my body…
Family Tree Under my love Wake up to your window The day calls in…
Forgotten Beverly Hills, burning of plastic Scraped it away, I do, I…
Freeway Out on the freeway I saw you wasted Nobody wants you to…
Golden Age Heart beat soundin'. Ricocheting in their cage. Thought I'd …
Halfway Home The lazy way they turned your head Into a rest stop…
Happy Idiot Stuck in the shade Where there's no sunshine I don't wanna p…
Heroes I, I wish you could swim Like the dolphins Like dolphins can…
Hours You walked around Said yourself beatufiul Just too bad they …
Hours (El-P remix) You walked around Thought yourself beautiful Just too bad th…
I Was A Lover I was a lover, before this war Held up in a…
Keep Your Heart In the dark of the night I found Without my love,…
Killer Crane After the rain A killer crane After the rainbow Across the …
King Eternal All men condemned by men to die Damned by blind bitch…
Lazerray Four thousand years ago, I came back to my senses Jumped…
Let The Devil In Beg the bee's forgiveness as it's falling from your sleeve …
Love Dog Lonely little love dog that No one knows the name of I…
Love Stained Funny now it's all loud See what only nakedness could hide S…
Lover Oh but the longing is terrible, A wonton heart under attack.…
Lover’s Day Oh but the longing is terrible, A wonton heart under attack…
Me Soul, cast me out So I can feel it in another…
Mercy I caught a glimpse of professional evil on the day our…
Method Eyes wide mine, suddenly everything Flies by fine, mind goes…
Million Miles Here's to a truth we knew Non-verbal No writ no script jus…
Mister Grieves Hope everything is all right Hope everything is all right…
Modern Romance Don't hold on Go get strong Well don't you know There is no…
Mr. Grieves Hope everything is all right Hope everything is all right…
New Cannonball Blues Hey girls, hey boys No don't mind the noise It's just the…
New Health Rock Why so pathetic? Never thought you, I Every heavenly light S…
No Future Shock You burned up all your credit On a family of kids…
On a Train Today, Today I was on the train today And I was looking…
Playhouses I said Playhouses Swept away by the river now Confound me So…
Poppy I'm not looking for a mommy Don't seem like you need…
Province Suddenly, all your history's ablaze Try to breathe, as the w…
Province (feat Ooh, ooh, ooh Suddenly, all your history's ablaze Try to…
Quartz How much do I love you? How hard must we try To…
Red Dress Hey Jackboot Fuck your war Cause I'm fat and in love And no…
Red Dress (THE GLITCH MOB Remi Hey Jackboot, fuck your war! Cause I'm fat and in…
Red Dress [Remixed By THE GLITC... Hey Jackboot Fuck your war Cause I'm fat and in love And …
Repetition To arrive ahead of its time Is the fate of the…
Ride Caught up in the feeling Cut right through the ceiling Groun…
Right Now I see you praying on the dance floor See you moving…
Robots I could not help but noticing All these robots fucking in…
Satellite Your voice was a satellite spinning next to me Now I…
Say You Do What is love can you tell me baby be, Is it…
Second Song Confidence and ignorance approved me Define my day today I'v…
Seeds I know you eat your lovers when you sense that…
Shout Me Out Soul, cast me out So I can feel it in another…
Snake And Martyrs Everyone makes the same wave At the same time (like pebbl…
Staring At The Sun Cross the street from your storefront cemetery. Hear me hai…
Stork Faceless fall from this life and ah If you can't see…
Stork & Owl Faceless fall from this life and ah If you can't see…
Test Pilot Hope it isn't broken, try to keep it open But I…
The Wrong Way Wake up in a magic nigga movie With the bright lights…
Things You Can Do Prettiest world I know Stole away all the show You are so…
Tonight My mind is like an orchard Clustered in frozen portraits Blo…
Trouble Oh, here comes trouble Put your helmet on, we'll be heading…
Untitled everyone makes the same wave at the same time (like pebbles …
Walking the Cow Try to remember But my feelings can't know for sure Tried …
Wash The Day Little flightless metal birds High above in limbless tree Ri…
Wash the Day Away Little flightless metal birds High above in limbless tree …
Wear You Out I can barely move For want of room And I'm forgettin' to…
Will Do It might be impractical to seek out a new romance We…
Winter Oh, it's the winter of the wanted Yeah, it's the hardest…
Wolf Lie Me Say, say, my playmate Won't you lay hands on me Mirror my…
Wrong Way Wake up in a magic nigga movie With the bright lights…
You Shut down, give up the fight (Slamming the door, been…
You Could Be Love You could say I surrender on all fours To some bright…
Young Liars My mast ain't so sturdy My head is at half I'm searching…
Yr God Miracle hour, I've got the power I want to be your…
[untitled] everyone makes the same wave at the same time (like pebbles …
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