This is the title track of Beirut's fifth album. The record takes its name from the medieval-fortressed Italian town of Gallipoli where mainman Zach Condon stumbled upon a brass band while writing and recording the record in rural Italy. The brass band procession was headed by priests who were carrying a statue of the town's saint and Condon followed the parade with his colleagues through Gallipoli's winding narrow streets. He recalled to NPR
"We happened to walk in at the exact moment as the Saint was leaving the church, carried by a bunch of priests. Behind them was this frenetic kind of brass band. [Sound] was bouncing off the walls, and simultaneously every church bell in town was ringing, which just made for utter chaos. And the city is just claustrophobic, streets winding - you would have to live there your whole life to know where you're going."
Condon wrote the entire song the next day "in one sitting, pausing only to eat."