A perfect stylist, Winers aura is distinctively English. Winer doesnt transpose Russian rock ideas into Kings English, but sticks to melancholy, shoe-gazing pop
Who will tell you what it looks like
You are helpless
You are frightened
How to become a rock'n'roll star?
How to turn into a rock'n'roll star?
There's no real traveller in a sleeping-car
Who could stop a stowaway
Moving from A.L. to L.A.?
He is sitting in the darkness
He is hiding a little jug
There's no real traveller in a sleeping-car
I was born for one another
Try to guess what I mean to say
I'm a mountain
I'm a valley
I'm your father
I'm your son
There's no real traveller in a sleeping-car
Alex Winer
