nothing matters when we're dancing

There are nights when I think that this simple song may be one of the most perfect things ever penned.

dance with me my old friend
once before we go
let's pretend this song won't end
and we never have to go home
and we'll dance among the chandeliers

and nothing matters when we're dancing
in tat or tatters you're entrancing
be we in Paris or in Lansing
nothing matters when we're dancing

you've never been more beautiful
your eyes like two full moons
than here in this poor old dancehall
among the dreadful tunes
the awful songs we don't even hear

and nothing matters when we're dancing...

Nothing Matters When We're Dancing - The Magnetic Fields

The original version is flawless --unassuming and utterly convincing-- from Stephin Merritt's 1999 opus 69 Love Songs. The cover from NY trio The Antlers is a wisp of a song, haunting and ethereal, like the ghost of a dream that hasn't even happened yet. Or maybe never will.

Nothing Matters When We're Dancing (Magnetic Fields cover) - The Antlers


[photo credit LIFE Magazine]