Clap Your Hands Say Yeah are headed to Santa Barbara (Soho on May 21st) courtesy of Club Mercy.  Everyone loved their first album, but afterwards they’ve been met with some indifference as each new Flavor of the Week drew the attention of the bloggers.  By now they’ve established their long-term credibility, and we look forward to seeing them.  In the meantime check out this recent performance of Misspent Youth at NYC’s Bowery Ballroom.  The song’s lyrics follow (with a line or three reminding of Jeff Buckley and his plight).

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eWCRENgiQIQ&list=PL6F52271786E57066&index=7&feature=plcp

“The glory of a misspent youth
Chasing tire stains in muted thunder
Trading sex for drugs
And my Ophelia does not drown
She just barely hangs on

Now driving drunk in Daddy’s car
Honey, I won’t spoil the ending
But see that bend up in the road
Didn’t it seem that the night was little too quiet?

When it seems your subjects have all forgotten you
I need you to pretend that you are mine
And the water is just deep enough to take another chance
But the river doesn’t want you tonight

The engine was not built to last
And there’s a permanence to the memory of a bruise
And I still take it on the chin
For you”