Sinead O’Brien - Like Culture (Official Video)

Taken from Sinead O’Brien’s debut album ‘Time Bend and Break The Bower’ out June 10th. Pre-order now: Listen to ’Like Culture’ now: Follow Sinead O’Brien: Music written by Sinead O’Brien, Julian Hanson & Oscar Robertson Produced by Dan Carey Engineered by Alexis Smith Mixed by Dan Carey Mastered by Kevin Tuffy Label: Chess Club DIRECTOR: Sarah Piantadosi @ArtistryLondon 1ST AD: Ben Keswick 2ND AD: Léa Taillefer DOP: Sam Hooper @KO-Represents 1ST AC: Kitt Sullivan 2ND AC: Erine Griffith GAFFER: Alex Magill SPARK: Ben Alder STYLIST: Elle Britt STYLIST ASSISTANTS: Sophie George & Mariangela Orlando HAIR STYLIST: Takuya Uchiyama MAKEUP ARTIST: Pamela Cochrane TALENT: Shay Issa S Gartuche Lilith Arthur Lari Siems Trade Sarah Nikita Mya Emmanuel EDIT: Clémentine Bartaud GRADE: Alex Berry @Qualitycontrol PRODUCTION @ArtistryLondon PRODUCER: Jess Rogers PRODUCER: Natalie Steiner PRODUCTION ASSISTANTS: Jordan Afi Lambert & Sam Waite LOCATION: Sebright Arms EQUIPMENT c/o One Stop Films & ProLighting CATERING c/o @LittleCookingPot LYRICS Dance Dance Dance And think about a lifetime And what have you got to give This about this night Or a bad night Think just about the lights It’s not dust Dance It’s life living Bringing it back to And what have you got to give Dance The room has absorbed us Eaten our bodies and consumed our minds Fallen to our knees Lost the need to need Everything normal Everything becomes normal The street has absorbed us Taken the form away Everything normal Growing together Like culture Like culture Everything normal The street has absorbed us Eaten our bodies and consumed our minds Fallen to our knees Lost the need to need Everything normal Growing together Like culture Dance Dance Dance And think about a lifetime And what have you got to give Think about this night Or a bad night Think just about the lights It’s not dust Dance It’s life living Bringing it back to you Dance The bite of sundown bites Where evenings come and go Curtain up to curtain call Night down calls the final call No-one grieves the loss of the day to the night Until the last of the day and the last of the light Growing together Like culture Like culture Everything normal Ignore the wind for she is free And not caught on the you or me You can blame the daytime You say it’s our fake way of making hay While the sun shines And if you must turn away Then you must turn away So turn Turn away Dance And what have you got to give