"In Medias Res" as written by and Gareth Paisey Thomas Bromley....
But let's talk about you for a minute
With the vomit at yr gullet
From a half bottle of vodka that we'd stolen from the optic
On the back seat in yr car, because it wasn't safe to start it
You were "far too fucked to drive", were the words that you imparted
And the woolen dress that clung so tight to the contours of your body
And the dead grass stuck to fibers from us rolling in the lay-by
Were passed to dog-haired blankets
That protected the bench seat covers
And a crucifix was hung from rear view mirror by yr mother

I'm leaving my body to science, not medical but physics
Drag my corpse through the airport and lay me limp on the left wing
Drop me at the highest point and trace a line around the dent I leave in the ground
That'll be the initial of the one you'll marry now I'm not around
I flew for seven hours, the sky didn't once go black

I wake from sleep, my head and shoulder, wet against the window
A frost had formed and melted, soaked me right through to my collarbone
If you were given the option of dying painlessly in peace at 45
But with a lover at yr side, after a full and happy life
Is this something that would interest you?
Would this interest you at all?


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"In Medias Res" as written by Thomas Edward Bromley Gareth David Paisey

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  • +1
    General Commentah, silly me, I was unaware of that it was a LATIN phrase and not spanish. Means "into the middle of affairs" which makes sense.

    What a funny translation into spanish!
    gailforcewindson June 24, 2010   Link
  • +1
    General CommentOn the acoustic All's Well That Ends version
    the "unintelligible background vocals" from the original are:

    i'd sooner go down in a ball of flames
    and i would lay here and be bored to death
    all's well that ends
    jjcxon August 17, 2010   Link
  • +1
    General CommentI think that this song is about a relationship gone sour, but the singer doesnt want to let go
    The first part is obviously after a fun and crazy night, and imo they probably had sex in the back of the girl's car
    They then broke up and the singer feels as though he's been used and that he might as well drop his body off of an airplane to find the "one true" love for the girl, sarcastically
    and in the ending part is is making his last plea, talking about the happiness of her life with him
    very sad, but brilliant, song.
    boose123on December 06, 2010   Link
  • 0
    General CommentThis is a pathetic attempt at the lyrics. Why not wait until you own it legally, and then look at the lyrics sheet?
    bobbymaloneon December 22, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General CommentCorrect lyrics:

    But let's talk about you for a minute
    With the vomit in your gullet
    From the half bottle of vodka
    That we'd stolen from the optic
    In the backseat of your car
    Because it wasn't safe to start it
    You were far too fucked to drive
    Were the words that you imparted
    And the Waterloo dress, well it clung so tight
    To the contours of your body
    And the dead grass stuck to fibres from us
    Rolling in the lay-by
    We're past a dog head blanket
    That protected the bench seat cover
    And a crucifix was hung from rearview mirror by your mother

    I'm leaving my body to science
    Not medical, but physics
    Drag my corpse to the airport
    Lay me limp on the left wing
    Drop me at the highest point
    And trace a line around
    The dent I leave in the ground
    That'll be the initial of the one you marry
    Now I'm not around
    I flew for seven hours
    The sky didn't once go black

    I wake from sleep
    My head and shoulder wet against the window
    A frost had thawed, then melted
    Soaked me right through to my collarbone
    If you were given the option of dying painlessly in peace at 45
    But with a lover at your side
    After a full and happy life
    Is this something that would interest you?
    Would this interest you at all?
    chaoticdichotomyon December 22, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General CommentMmm. Amend that last paragraph to:

    I wake from sleep
    My head in your shoulder wet against the window
    A frost had FORMED, then melted
    Soaked me right through to my collarbone
    If you were given the option of dying painlessly in peace at 45
    But with a lover at your side
    After a full and happy life
    Is this something that would interest you?
    Would this interest you at all?
    chaoticdichotomyon December 22, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General CommentLove how the song changes.. from the signature Los Campesinos intro, to the joyful explosion of 'But let's talk about you for a minute'. It transitions to a dark bridge ('I'm leaving my body to science') that sounds different than anything else that the band has put out. And finally to the happy trumpets and poignant 'If you were given the option of dying painlessly in peace at 45 but with a lover at a side after a full and happy life... Is this something that would interest you?' -- first emotionally powerful moment of the album and the reason I love Los Campesinos so much in the first place.
    spikdboyon December 24, 2009   Link
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    General CommentNeither of the above lyrics are correct. These are from the official lyric booklet:

    But let's talk about you for a minute, with the vomit at your gullet,
    From a half bottle of vodka that we'd stolen from the optic.
    On the back seat of your car, because it wasn't safe to start it,
    You were "far too fucked to drive" were the words that you imparted.
    And the woolen dress that clung so tight,
    To the contours of your body,
    And the dead grass stuck to the fibers from us
    Rolling in the layby,
    Were passed to dog-haired blankets
    That protected the bench seat covers,
    And a crucifix was hung from the rearview
    Mirror by your mother.

    I'm leaving my body to science;
    Not medical but physics.
    Drag my corpse through the airport
    And lay me limp on the left wing.
    Drop me at the highest point
    And trace a line around
    The dent I leave in the ground:
    That'll be the initial of the one you will marry
    Now I'm not around
    I flew for seven hours,
    The sky didn't once turn black.

    I wake from sleep, my head and shoulders
    Wet against the window.
    A Frost had formed and melted,
    Soake dme right through to my collar bone.
    If you were given the option of dying painlessly in peace at forty-five,
    But with a lover at your side,
    After a full and happy life.
    Is this something would interest you?
    Would this interest you at all?

    tommaytoon January 21, 2010   Link
  • 0
    General CommentThe dynamic change of mood in this song is why we all love LC
    Probably my favorite off the album

    for the meaning: first stanza seems like a crazy night of a boy and a girl (Gareth & Charlotte?)
    the 2nd seems to be his notnormal funeral plans
    and the 3rd is about dying with a lover not alone

    that's just my take tell me if I'm wrong
    Brightereyeson March 07, 2010   Link
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    General CommentI read an interview with Gareth on Pitchfork. Here's what he had to say about this song.

    "Pitchfork: There's a brutal moment on "In Media Res" where the music gets nauseous and you talk about your corpse falling from a plane: "Drop me at the highest point and trace a line around the dent I leave in the ground/ That'll be the initial of the one you'll marry now I'm not around." Where there any moments on the album when you were like, "I'm going too far with this"?

    GC: Well, the germ of those lines on "In Media Res" comes from quite a playful place. When I was at school, we used to peel an orange and throw it in the air, and when it landed on the floor it would fall in the shape of a letter, and that letter would be the initial of the person you were going to marry. So, in this instance, the orange peel becomes the dead human body. That lyric is about being replaced.

    There are a couple literary passages that informed a lot of the set-up for the record. In his first novel, Travelling People, the author B.S. Johnson wrote, "Look, you think you're so bloody tragic, your love having been killed. But there's much worse than that, love. Much worse, much worse, much worse. When your love reveals herself to be utterly indifferent, to have betrayed you, to be nothing like the love she seemed. That is just as final, just as definite, just as much a bereavement as death, but still there's this physical thing that walks around in the image of your love, reminding you of your lost love, tormenting you of what might have been. Believe me, that's worse than death, love. Worse than the death of your love."

    That's what set up that song in particular-- the idea of bereavement of your own death through the loss of a relationship and how that can leave you. Come to think of it, that bit is very heavy. But I really like it because my ultimate favorite musician ever, [Xiu Xiu's] Jamie Stewart, sings on it as well, and and he totally owns it."

    The rest of the interview is here, if anybody's interested.
    pitchfork.com/features/interviews/7769-los-campesinos/
    themountainman14on May 01, 2010   Link

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