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Life of a Widow

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The Yagas’ third single may be their most accessible track so far, which may help a new audience swim in their dark waters. There’s some practically pop hooks and a big melodic chorus, but beneath the surface it’s as tenebrous as ever.

The intro to ‘Life of a Widow’ has flickers of The Nightmares, a noir pop with haunting edges and backed by a 16 beat groove. The bass gives it spine and the other instruments wash over this throughout the verse. The pre-chorus builds an ominous feeling but things burst into the big pop chorus, with a special mention for that work on the ride cymbal.

Though I’ve pitched this as a song that will ensnare those who might be hesitant to experience the full throated screams of ‘She’s Walking Down’, Farmiga still fries the edges at times, turning the sharp edge outward to make the emotion cut through.

In all, it may only be four and a half minutes, but it feels epic.

‘Life Of A Widow’ is a song of searing lament. It’s a song of embodying that ol’ prodigious saying, ‘Why has thou forsaken me?’ The song is aching to feel the presence of a deceased loved one. It’s a soul’s journey of yearning, pleading to crack the unbearable silence of solitude, that Vantablack void, just to hear your love’s voice once again, to feel your love’s touch again. The protagonist in our song wanders through her misery, she navigates through mad midnight moments of throbbing despair. She begs to feel less alone. She demands to feel the presence of her lost love. And she won’t stop wailing until he’s there. It’s about taking those sudden, violent jabs of red-hot grief, feeling pummeled and clobbered by desperation and crying out to the dearly departed for help and reconnection.

Vera Farmiga

This song join’s ‘She’s Walking Down’ and ‘The Crying Room’ on The Yagas’ debut album, Midnight Minuet. It’s coming this Friday, so don’t miss it!

Life of a Widow Video

Watch The Yagas – ‘Life of a Widow’.

Life of a Widow Lyrics

You got me twisting like a moth
Moth on a pin
You got me shrinking like a bag
Bag made of skin
You got me rolling like I’m burning
Burning within

Deceased is easy like
It’s easy like one, two, three
Deceased is easy like
It’s easy like one, two, three

I want you now
I want you now
I’m breaking through my skin
I’m breathing in
I’m breathing out
Oh-oh-oh-oh

I want you now
I want you now
A need from deep within
I’m bleeding out
I’m kneeling down
I need you here right now

I got you trapped inside a cell
A cell in my eye
I got you locked-up in my mind
Mind. Oh! So high
I feel your hands in my hair
Though you’re not there

Deceased is еasy like
It’s easy like onе, two, three
Deceased is easy like
It’s easy like one, two, three

I want you now
I want you now
I scream, I scream your name
I’m breathing in
I’m breathing out
Oh-oh-oh-oh

I want you now
I want you now
It’s making me insane
I’m falling down
Below the ground
Please, show me the way
Show me the way

Show me the way

Sitting on the headstone
Wishing it would call for me
(…)
(…)
I can’t control it
It takes all my energy
How could you do it?
Leave me holding all of it

I want you now
I want you now
My heart in so much pain
I’m breathing in
I’m breathing out
Oh-oh-oh-oh

I don’t want you now
I don’t want you now
I wait, I wait in vain
I’m healing now
Believe me now
I feel you once again

I feel you once again
I feel you once again

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Steve Fenton writes in our music, words, and culture categories. He was Editor in Chief for The Mag and covered live music for DV8 Magazine and Spill Magazine. He was often found in venues throughout the UK alongside ace-photographer, Mark Holloway. Steve is also a technical writer and programmer and writes gothic fiction. Steve studied Psychology at OSC, and Anarchy in the UK: A History of Punk from 1976-1978 at the University of Reading.
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