(Tr. the guilty conscience of Juan Manuel Fangio.) A catalog of underworld activity in which our hero may or may not be involved, this song at the very least provides a broad outline of the universe he inhabits. It also expands, albeit somewhat vaguely, on the notion alluded to in the album’s opener, that this Fangio is haunted by an inescapable sense of shame, a need “to make things right.” As Ricky Watters wondered: For who? For what?
lyrics
narcos in Colombia
anthrax traced to Wichita
backpack bomb Islamabad
where you gonna run?
IEDs in Kandahar
hijacking Paris–Dakar
you’re not the man they think you are
where you gonna run?
Juan, where you gonna run?
when it’s you you’re running from
the pirates of Somalia
the thieves that guard LaGuardia
they’re picking out a part of you
where you gonna run?
the face that haunts you in your sleep
the threat that lurks on every street
the promise that you couldn’t keep
where you gonna run?
Juan, where you gonna run?
when it’s you you’re running from
Dreamy indie rock a la Duster/Sparklehorse with interesting with dynamic shifts and subtle hooks to keep things moving along. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 23, 2024