Can sometime be weird, or even painful (example of latter shortly).
Looking for others experiences with same, but here's a couple from myself.
I needed another shot of Rush, after posting some BS that also contained a link to a Rush tune (In the End). The follow-up wasn't my fave by them but I needed uplifting and I surmise that against authority wasn't a detriment (Red Barchetta). Heard, likely, 20-25 times since it came out in '81 or so, but I got to the point where the our protagonist starts to be chased by the cops, for speeding, I suppose.
Cop cars in this neck of the woods--Toronto, basically, where Rush originated--used to be this 'gleaming', obvious yellow colour. I have always believed the lyrics were along the lines of:
Suddenly ahead of me
Across the mountainside
A gleaming yellow (yay, yeh, aye?) car shoots towards me two lanes wide
Made sense to me.
Was wondering what that bracketed shit was actually supposed to say, so I googled x lyrics as I have way numerous times; great for some song stuck in your head but you don't know who it is, on most occasions.
I think I saw four sites tell me that the line is actually:
'A gleaming alloy air-car shoots towards me two lanes wide'
I'm not sure what an 'alloy air-car' is but I was a bit surprised.
Listening to that part again (circa 4:00 precisely) I think they might be right, but the alloy part is a head-scratcher.
anyways...
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I had another experience with a Soundgarden song, after Chris Cornell decided that he'd had enough. The track 'Just Like Suicide' is great musically and the lyrics are the perfect type of ambiguity that I appreciate; something that I could find personal meaning in even if the song-writer's meaning diverged greatly from the personal intake. The song, clearly, isn't about a personal suicide or wish to die, but rather of the loss of another (second, third person?...not sure which is appropriate). I checked out the lyrics--maybe again--after Chris said bye-bye--and while the lyrics, in this case, weren't surprising, the interpretations of the song--based on interview with Cornell--were.
He claims the song was based on an experience that he had with a bird--might have been a sparrow--smashing into one of his windows thus becoming defenseless--crippled, even--and lying forlorn outside of his home . He mentioned his painful deliberation over what, if anything, he should do. His decision was to put the bird out of its misery, and he claims he wrote the song subsequently, based on his feelings regarding that experience.
Despite mixed feelings, over his decision with the bird AND his decision regarding suicide, I was moved by the same or, at least, intrigued. For better or worse, it has changed the way that I subsequently have heard the song.
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I've heard at least one interpretation of a song that was at least mildly annoying, I suppose due to its diminishing of Hendrix-knows-what. I know the lovely ambiguity that I mentioned I cherish is absolutely personal--subjective--but listening to music is the area where I am able to escape my apparent need for constant objectivity. Still, when I first heard that Peter Gabriel's 'Solsbury Hill' was based on his experience leaving Genesis, apparently, I felt mildly disappointed.
Several lines in that one that are cool, but one of the more original that appealed to me includes:
When illusion spin her net
I'm never where I want to be
And liberty she pirouette
When I think that I am free
Several years have passed since I garnered that addendum to my experience of the song, and that was one that helped me realize that certain things have to be appreciated for what they are not, especially in the aesthetic realm. Without art, I think we would be rodents, or worse.
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One more, kind of a gross one, if you ask me. Song title, itself, is kinda gross as I'll mention Tool's Prison Sex. I'm anxiously awaiting Tool's alleged new album--maybe this fall (believe it when I see it)--and its alleged finally release was one of my internal arguments against disposal, that and the alleged decriminalization which I've come to realize that I could give two fucks about. Nevermind, and pardon my European French (Canadians don't talk that fucking way, aye).
Anyways, a great song, off of first full disc Undertow, and a rather up-beat sounding song despite the title. On a listen within the past year I found that some lyrics which i thought said, something like:
I have found some kinda temporary sanity in this
(I had no idea) on my hands
is apparently:
I have found some kind of temporary sanity in this
Shit blood and cum on my hands
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<cough> I suppose I was not majorly surprised but I hadn't realized that such a disgusting line was included there and, frankly, my non-ephemeral discoveries of temporary sanity (the 'non-ephemeral' being totally redundant, due to the inclusion of the 'temporary' adjective which makes this bracketed comment only a distraction indicating I need to learn how to write) have been quite anachronistic.
Anyways, the point was that I was surprised by the apparent lyrics.
Anybody else have a notable experience regarding a song--or other forms of art--where they were surprised either by the actual lyrics or by the apparent meaning trying to be portrayed?
Looking for others experiences with same, but here's a couple from myself.
I needed another shot of Rush, after posting some BS that also contained a link to a Rush tune (In the End). The follow-up wasn't my fave by them but I needed uplifting and I surmise that against authority wasn't a detriment (Red Barchetta). Heard, likely, 20-25 times since it came out in '81 or so, but I got to the point where the our protagonist starts to be chased by the cops, for speeding, I suppose.
Cop cars in this neck of the woods--Toronto, basically, where Rush originated--used to be this 'gleaming', obvious yellow colour. I have always believed the lyrics were along the lines of:
Suddenly ahead of me
Across the mountainside
A gleaming yellow (yay, yeh, aye?) car shoots towards me two lanes wide
Made sense to me.
Was wondering what that bracketed shit was actually supposed to say, so I googled x lyrics as I have way numerous times; great for some song stuck in your head but you don't know who it is, on most occasions.
I think I saw four sites tell me that the line is actually:
'A gleaming alloy air-car shoots towards me two lanes wide'
I'm not sure what an 'alloy air-car' is but I was a bit surprised.
Listening to that part again (circa 4:00 precisely) I think they might be right, but the alloy part is a head-scratcher.
anyways...
<iframe width="560" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/FAvQSkK8Z8U" frameborder="0" allow="autoplay; encrypted-media" allowfullscreen></iframe>
I had another experience with a Soundgarden song, after Chris Cornell decided that he'd had enough. The track 'Just Like Suicide' is great musically and the lyrics are the perfect type of ambiguity that I appreciate; something that I could find personal meaning in even if the song-writer's meaning diverged greatly from the personal intake. The song, clearly, isn't about a personal suicide or wish to die, but rather of the loss of another (second, third person?...not sure which is appropriate). I checked out the lyrics--maybe again--after Chris said bye-bye--and while the lyrics, in this case, weren't surprising, the interpretations of the song--based on interview with Cornell--were.
He claims the song was based on an experience that he had with a bird--might have been a sparrow--smashing into one of his windows thus becoming defenseless--crippled, even--and lying forlorn outside of his home . He mentioned his painful deliberation over what, if anything, he should do. His decision was to put the bird out of its misery, and he claims he wrote the song subsequently, based on his feelings regarding that experience.
Despite mixed feelings, over his decision with the bird AND his decision regarding suicide, I was moved by the same or, at least, intrigued. For better or worse, it has changed the way that I subsequently have heard the song.
<iframe width="560" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/Be68z47zCTE" frameborder="0" allow="autoplay; encrypted-media" allowfullscreen></iframe>
I've heard at least one interpretation of a song that was at least mildly annoying, I suppose due to its diminishing of Hendrix-knows-what. I know the lovely ambiguity that I mentioned I cherish is absolutely personal--subjective--but listening to music is the area where I am able to escape my apparent need for constant objectivity. Still, when I first heard that Peter Gabriel's 'Solsbury Hill' was based on his experience leaving Genesis, apparently, I felt mildly disappointed.
Several lines in that one that are cool, but one of the more original that appealed to me includes:
When illusion spin her net
I'm never where I want to be
And liberty she pirouette
When I think that I am free
Several years have passed since I garnered that addendum to my experience of the song, and that was one that helped me realize that certain things have to be appreciated for what they are not, especially in the aesthetic realm. Without art, I think we would be rodents, or worse.
<iframe width="560" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/_OO2PuGz-H8" frameborder="0" allow="autoplay; encrypted-media" allowfullscreen></iframe>
One more, kind of a gross one, if you ask me. Song title, itself, is kinda gross as I'll mention Tool's Prison Sex. I'm anxiously awaiting Tool's alleged new album--maybe this fall (believe it when I see it)--and its alleged finally release was one of my internal arguments against disposal, that and the alleged decriminalization which I've come to realize that I could give two fucks about. Nevermind, and pardon my European French (Canadians don't talk that fucking way, aye).
Anyways, a great song, off of first full disc Undertow, and a rather up-beat sounding song despite the title. On a listen within the past year I found that some lyrics which i thought said, something like:
I have found some kinda temporary sanity in this
(I had no idea) on my hands
is apparently:
I have found some kind of temporary sanity in this
Shit blood and cum on my hands
<iframe width="560" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/NrpIJFm9JTE" frameborder="0" allow="autoplay; encrypted-media" allowfullscreen></iframe>
<cough> I suppose I was not majorly surprised but I hadn't realized that such a disgusting line was included there and, frankly, my non-ephemeral discoveries of temporary sanity (the 'non-ephemeral' being totally redundant, due to the inclusion of the 'temporary' adjective which makes this bracketed comment only a distraction indicating I need to learn how to write) have been quite anachronistic.
Anyways, the point was that I was surprised by the apparent lyrics.
Anybody else have a notable experience regarding a song--or other forms of art--where they were surprised either by the actual lyrics or by the apparent meaning trying to be portrayed?
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