El venteañero Zach Condon sorprendió a propios y ajenos con la publicación de Gulag Orkestar en el 2006. La melodías eslavas y las atmósferas balcánicas que pervaden todo el disco convencen y atrapan desde las primeras notas de la canción homónima. Poco importa que Condon sea de Santa Fé, en EEUU, y que su notable sentido de los ritmos gitanos tenga que ver sólo con su pasión repentina por la música del Europa del este, después de un viaje realizado cuando tenía 16 años. Un talento musical que se ha confirmado con su segunda puesta de largo, The Flying Club Cup, esta vez debitor de la chanson francesa.
"The times we had
Oh, when the wind would blow with rain and snow
Were not all bad
We put our feet just where they had, had to go
Never to go
The shattered soul
Following close but nearly twice as slow
In my good times
There were always golden rocks to throw
at those who admit defeat too late
Those were our times, those were our times
And I will love to see that day
That day is mine
When she will marry me outside with the willow trees
And play the songs we made
They made me so
And I would love to."
Oh, when the wind would blow with rain and snow
Were not all bad
We put our feet just where they had, had to go
Never to go
The shattered soul
Following close but nearly twice as slow
In my good times
There were always golden rocks to throw
at those who admit defeat too late
Those were our times, those were our times
And I will love to see that day
That day is mine
When she will marry me outside with the willow trees
And play the songs we made
They made me so
And I would love to."
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