Gold Soundz
Pavement · Quarantine the Past: The Best of Pavement [2010]
And keep my advent to your self
Because it's nothing I don't like
Is it a crisis or a boring change?
When it's central, so essential,
It has a nice ring when you laugh
At the low life opinions
And they're coming to the chorus now...
I keep your address to myself 'cause we need secrets
We need secrets crets crets crets crets crets back right now
Because I never wanna make you feel
That you're social
Never ignorant soul
Believe in what you wanna do
And do you think that is a major flaw
When they rise up in the falling rain
And if you stay around with your knuckles ground down
The trial's over, weapon's found
Keep my address to myself because it's secret
Cuz it's secret cret cret cret [etc.]... back right now
So drunk in the august sun
And you're the kind of girl I like
Because you're empty and I'm empty
And you can never quarantine the past
Did you remember in december
That I won''t eat you when I'm gone
And if I go there, I won't stay there
Because I'm sitting here too long
I've been sitting here too long
And I've been wasted
Advocating that word for the last word
Last words come up all you've got to waste
Gold Soundz
Pavement's "Gold Soundz" stands as a quintessential example of the band's mid-90s indie rock aesthetic, characterized by its shimmering guitar textures and introspective vocal delivery. Featured on the compilation "Quarantine the Past," the track exemplifies the group's ability to blend melodic pop sensibilities with a looser, more experimental approach that defined their discography during that era. The song captures the band's signature sound, where atmospheric production meets raw, unpolished energy, reflecting the broader cultural shift toward alternative rock that dominated the mid-1990s. Its enduring appeal lies in its ability to evoke a specific mood of nostalgia and quiet intensity, making it a staple for fans exploring Pavement's extensive catalog of recordings.