Brianstorm

A banda sonora da combustão espontânea. Não vos apetece incendiar coisas, quando ouvem isto?



Circulam histórias sobre a origem da canção, nas quais este Brian tanto pode ser um sonho como uma pessoa real. A minha favorita é a versão que indica o Brian como sendo um fã que entrou no camarim deles e começou conversa amigável com a maior das facilidades, sem nunca os ter visto, e os deixou espantados com a sua personalidade, e pela maneira como conseguiu passar pelos seguranças.

«Alex remembers: "What happened were we met this guy, and when he left the room we were a bit freaked out by his presence, so we did like a brainstorm for what he was like, drew a little picture and wrote things about him."

"He was right weird," shudders Jamie Cook. "He just appeared with, like, a business card..." "... and like a round neck T-shirt and a tie loosely round it, I'd never seen that before. It felt like he were trying to get inside your mind. We were checking out his attire, freaked out. He definitely left a mark on us. He might have been a magician. He might even be here now. But if we ever found out who he was, it might spoil it."»

Brian,
Top marks for not tryin'
So kind of you to bless us with your effortlessness
We're grateful and so strangely comforted

And i wonder are you puttin' us under?
Cause we can't take our eyes off the t-shirt and ties combination
Well see you later, innovator

Some want to kiss some want to kick you
There's nothin' that you couldn't slip through
Or at least that's the impression i get
cause you're smooth and you're wet
And she's not aware yet but she's yours

She'll be sayin' use me
Show me the jacuzzi
I imagine that it's there on a plate
Your rendezvous rate means that you'll never be frightened
to make them wait for a while
I doubt it's your style not to get what you set out to acquire
The eyes are on fire
You are the unforecasted storm

(Brian)
Calm, collected, and commandin'
(top marks for not tryin')
You made the other stories standin'
With your renditions and jokes
Bet there's hundreds of blokes that have wept
cause you've stolen their ...thunder
Are you puttin' us under

Cause we can't take our eyes off the t-shirt and ties combination
Well see you later, innovator

Só tenho pena de, pelo menos das primeiras audições, o novo álbum nunca conseguir atingir a fasquia deixada por esta primeira canção. Ou das canções do álbum anterior. Mas continuam a ser os Monkeys, e não querem, nem precisam, de "crescer".