Caleb Roth — All That Noise(Live at Barn)

A luz do sol entra no celeiro enquanto a câmera se afastava, revelando Caleb no celeiro de sua fazenda em Nashville, Tennessee. Caleb, envolto em um casaco, dedos rápidos sobre as cordas do violão, começou a entoar "All That Noise". O calor do feno contrastava com a fria tarde de inverno, enquanto Caleb se entregava à melodia, sozinho no celeiro com o drone que o filmava tocar.

I kissed your lips and you opened to me your world
Whispered asking me for more, and I gave ya'
Two glasses of wine, on a shaggy rug, GC on the turntable
I could hear the needle scratch the vinyl like you scratched me with your touch

Baby, I'm still on fire, baby, I'm on fire
Groping your birthmarks like cardinal points
So high, look where we are
You and me, wild and free
In a barn on top of a hill
“My Silence” playing in the background while we make love
“My Silence” playing in the background while we were making all that noise

O vento soprava entre as frestas do celeiro, misturando-se com a levada da música, enquanto os acordes de Caleb ecoavam nas paredes de madeira. O cenário rústico do celeiro era filmado enquanto a voz de Caleb preenchia o espaço que tinha uma acústica diferente.

Moonlight shining up your body while you ride on me
And the blue in your eyes makes me enchanted
Listening to The Travels like this was the best way; I can see the notes in your silhouette
The November cold makes you shiver, but we don't need a fireplace 'cause I'm...

On fire, baby, I'm on fire
Groping your birthmarks like the cardinal points
So high, look where we are
You and me, wild and free
In a barn on top of a hill
“My Silence” playing in the background while we make love
“My Silence” playing in the background while we were making all that noise

Caleb, iluminado pelos feixes de luz que entravam pelas frestas do celeiro, mexia a cabeça suavemente com a música enquanto ele se entregava à letra. Ele parava de tocar e fazia a ponte acapela, sorrindo tímido enquanto falava aquelas coisas.

Our mouths fit like a perfect way
Keep it up, baby, I want it until the sun comes
You know my body language; I know all of your pleasures
Has all the things to make me flame
Your lips, your hair, your smile, your touch, your kiss, your way of looking
Wine runs through my veins
I'm drunk on love
You say you're close, and I close my eyes
Moaning your name, making you feel the combustion inside

Os acordes do violão voltam a ecoar enquanto Caleb canta a última parte da música. Ele, completamente sozinho, seguia cantando no celeiro. Caleb ia finalizando a música, a câmera capturando cada expressão em seu rosto, que encerrou a última palavra, dando um tchauzinho para a câmera, se levantando do feno para pegar o drone no ar.

On fire, baby, I'm on fire
Groping your birthmarks like cardinal points
So high, look where we are
You and me, wild and free
In a barn on top of a hill
“My Silence” playing in the background while we make love
“My Silence” playing in the background while we were making all that noise