1) The Romanovs (formerly known as Morgan Grace and The Hidden Hands) only … Read Full Bio ↴1) The Romanovs (formerly known as Morgan Grace and The Hidden Hands) only released one record under that name. Each player was a product of the classical world, all having been trained in their respective instruments from a very tender age (piano, cello, violin).

As a group they opened for bands such as Rasputina and Paris Loves L.A., and toured with Veruca Salt. Wes Precourt has supported Justin Timberlake, played the Grammys, soloed with national orchestras and serenaded the dedication of the Heifitz studio. Ana has played with Arthur Lee and LOVE, The Eels, Trent Reznor, Queens of the Stone Age, A Perfect Circle, Gnarls Barkley, ZWAN, Kidney Thieves, Brian Wilson and Sparkle Horse to name a few, Dan is the founder of Music ‘N Me, a school dedicated to music education for small children, and finally Morgan has sung on the trailers for “Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire”, “Pride and Prejudice” and “Lady in the Water”, and left the Romanovs to collaborate and tour with French electronic/shoegaze band M83 (for the album Saturdays=Youth).

Winners of the 2007 Toronto Independent Music Awards where they won for Best USA Band, The Romanovs released their debut and final album “…and the moon was hungry…” in November of 2007.

Morgan Kibby: Writer, Vocals
Wesley Precourt: Violin
Ana Lenchantin: Cello
Dan Rosa: Piano
Randy Cooke: Drums

2) The Romanovs are also an independent alternative rock band from Minneapolis. They released their first album War & Peace on August 16, 2009.

Nice Day
The Romanovs Lyrics

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No one sees, no one sees,
Nobody sees me.
No one wants, no one wants,
Nobody loves me.

I will take a ride up to the moon
And eat myself a stranger.
I don't feel nothing at all,

Don't taste nothing at all.

Nice day for a murder,
I wore white to your murder.
Nice day for a mu-mu-murder,
I wore white to your murder.
Nice day for a murder,
I wore white, white, white to your murder.

Lap it up, lap it up
Just like cream.
Can't you see it's the
Beverage of the bees?

I will take a ride up to the moon,
I'll eat myself a stranger.
It's not so bad
Once I get past his taste.

Nice day for a murder,
I wore white to your murder.
Nice day for a mu-mu-murder,
I wore white to your murder.
Nice day for a murder,
I wore white, white, white to your murder.

Nice day for a murder,
I wore white to your murder.
Nice day for a mu-mu-murder,
I wore white to your murder.
Nice day for a murder,
I wore white, white, white.

Nice day for a murder,
I wore white, white, white to your mu-mu-murder.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to The Romanovs's song "Nice Day" delve into themes of isolation, loneliness, and the desire for something to sink one's teeth into, figuratively or literally. The repeated refrain of "No one sees, no one wants" speaks to the feeling of being invisible and unwanted in society. The idea of taking a ride to the moon and eating oneself a stranger may signify a desire for escape from the mundane or a willingness to explore the unknown, even if it means devouring a foreign entity. The line "Nice day for a murder, I wore white to your murder" is enigmatic and could be interpreted in a multitude of ways, from a literal murder to a desire for a drastic change or split from someone or something. The repeated use of the word "mu-mu-murder" ensures that the darker themes are infused with a sense of playfulness and dark humor.

The chorus is especially chilling in its repetition, offering a sense of foreboding and danger. The line "It's not so bad once I get past his taste" suggests that the singer is willing to try and consume anything, even if it is initially unpleasant, indicating a level of desperation or derangement.

Overall, "Nice Day" is a introspective and eerie song that explores the darker aspects of the human psyche.

Line by Line Meaning

No one sees, no one sees, Nobody sees me.
I feel invisible and unnoticed by everyone around me.

No one wants, no one wants, Nobody loves me.
I feel unloved and unwanted by everyone around me.

I will take a ride up to the moon And eat myself a stranger.
I feel so lonely that I would rather be alone in space than on Earth surrounded by strangers.

I don't feel nothing at all, Don't taste nothing at all.
My emotional numbness is so profound that I cannot feel or enjoy anything anymore.

Nice day for a murder, I wore white to your murder. Nice day for a mu-mu-murder, I wore white to your murder. Nice day for a murder, I wore white, white, white to your murder.
I am so filled with pain and rage that I imagine murdering someone, and even wear white to reflect my glee in their demise

Lap it up, lap it up Just like cream. Can't you see it's the Beverage of the bees?
I indulge in pleasure like it's the drink of choice for those that do not have a care in the world.

It's not so bad Once I get past his taste.
Despite my initial revulsion, the flavor of the stranger I ate becomes tolerable as I grow more numb and detached from reality.

Nice day for a murder, I wore white to your murder. Nice day for a mu-mu-murder, I wore white to your murder. Nice day for a murder, I wore white, white, white to your murder. Nice day for a murder, I wore white to your murder. Nice day for a mu-mu-murder, I wore white to your murder. Nice day for a murder, I wore white, white, white. Nice day for a murder, I wore white, white, white to your mu-mu-murder.
I am so deeply disturbed that I revel in the idea of murdering and doing so publicly, even imagining multiple scenarios in which I am wearing white

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