You ever been in love with a figment of your imagination? Someone you may have met once and had a split-second fling with? By a “split-second” fling I’m talking about a short lived one. Maybe the two of you met on vacation somewhere in paradise and the fling lasted all but a week or two at best. You came from opposite sides of the world yet your souls found one another throughout the sea of countless other souls and people throughout your travels. You were instantly attracted to one another like nothing you ever experienced before then. Some of their characteristics felt familiar even though you were almost positive that you did not know this soul at all. Mr. Little Jeans – The Suburbs (Arcade Fire Cover) is just that to me. It is a soul that I am familiar with yet I don’t seem to know at all. The original by Arcade Fire has such a different soul than what Mr. Little Jeans did with this that it’s so hard for me to recognize, even when I know that it’s foundation has some of the same characteristics as the original.
On this cover, the entire mood of the song has been shifted into memories of that lone gone love playing out via slow motion pictures that only the two of you can see and feel. The electrified bass and synths make the images fuzzy with static as the time has passed and they become harder and harder to see. ‘No matter’, you think to yourself, because only the feelings from that era are important, which is exactly what you get here with vocals that have been so heavenly executed. The words become irrelevant as the tune transforms into a vibe that mellows you out in the nostalgic daydreams of your imaginations.
In my dreams we’re still screamin’
We’re still screamin’
We’re still screamin’ .”