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You have to imagine it's not as... Shit? This will be good. - Really? - Yeah. You just need some proper cameras and a good director. But as long as it's in your head, that's what counts. It's an exercise in imagination. Think big, Conor. This is just a means to an end. And she looks amazing. She's got to be in all the videos. - Yeah? - Oh, yeah. She's world-class. Without her, you're just a bunch of gay-looking kids down an alleyway. Have you kissed her yet? - No way. - Why not? She's a year older than me. And, anyway, she's got a boyfriend. - Ah. Who? - Evan Adams. He's, like, a full-grown man. He's got a car and all and stubble. What's he doing hanging out with a kid? She's not really like a kid. Hmm. - What's this? - Homework. You're good. Get better. How d'you know he's her boyfriend anyway? It seemed like it. Pulled off in his car, music blaring. He's pretty cool. What was he listening to? Genesis. He will not be a problem. - Really? - Trust me. No woman can truly love a man who listens to Phil Collins.
Sing Street
22.4s
Hey, baby! Hi. - This is Evan Adams. - Word. - How do you do? - This is the singer in the band I was telling you about. Oh, yeah, she played me your song. Good vibes. Little bit of Duran Duran in there, bit of New Romance. What style would you say you were? I'm a futurist. Epic. See you in the future, then.
Sing Street
2m33s
# It's 2:00 on the edge of the morning # # She's running magical circles around my head # # I hitch a ride on a dream she's driving # # She turns to kiss me, I crash back into bed # # Across the street on a grayed out Monday # # I see the girl with the eyes I can't describe # # And suddenly it's a perfect Sunday # # And everything is more real than life # # I think I'm back in the dream # # I think I'm back on the ceiling # # It's such a beautiful feeling # # Going up # # She lights me up # # She breaks me up # # She lifts me up # # You find a mystery bound in perfection # # You've got to read, but you don't wanna reach the end # # 'Cause what if everything beautiful's fiction # # And this reality's just pretend? # # And then I'm back in the dream # # Looking up at the ceiling # # It's such a beautiful feeling # # Going up # # She lights me up # # She breaks me up # # She lifts me up # # Up to the stars she shows me # # Dame Street, George's Street # # Miles below me # # Up where the world won't let us down # # Na, na, na, na # # Going up # # She lights me up # # She breaks me up # # She lifts me up. # Boys, look at David Bowie.
Sing Street
19.5s
Somewhere in the... # Da, da, da, da, da, miles # # Miles below me # So... # Up to the stars she shows me # # Dame Street, George's Street # # Miles below me... # - That's good. I like that. - Yeah. I love that middle A. Yeah, go get the guitar; let's try it out. It-it'll sound better on the acoustic.
Sing Street
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So where d'you live? Not far from the school. Harcourt Terrace. Ah, by the canal. Did you grow up there? Yeah. Though we're probably moving. My parents are broke. That's why they sent me to that school. Yeah, I was wondering about that. You're a bit posh for around there. Speak for yourself. Your house is massive. Is it? My parents are probably splitting up. That's sad. Are you doing okay with it? Oh, yeah. It's a bit intense being around them. Jesus, all that drama. I'm glad I don't have parents.
Sing Street