| Bedhead – foaming love Lyrics | 9 years ago |
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The title 'Foaming Love' appears to be a reference to Aphrodite, the goddess of love, beauty, and pleasure. After castrating his father, Kronus threw Uranus's genitals into the ocean below, forming a bed of sea foam -- the supposed birthplace of Aphrodite. There's a few other references to her in there as well, the most obvious being Kypros and Kithira -- alternate names for Aphrodite that have some claim to her origin. The more cryptic references appear to be hidden in the lyrics themselves, though they are in plain sight if you know what to look for. These names appear as historical counterparts to Aphrodite. They are as follows: Ishtar: Is SHe TARtarean again today... Inanna: IN ANAgogical vision... // IN ANAclitical remission... Anahita: ANd I HIT A wall with all I had... Astarte: A START Even with the first kiss... Cool song indeed. Aside from the references to antiquity, I've always seen this as sort of an origin story for Bedhead themselves. How 'gods' (or specifically, dead 'gods') eventually have to be replaced. Bedhead appear to be the ones taking the mantle from the old guard, ushering in their own unique musical vision. But they too know that they will one day be cast aside, like Uranus was at the hands of Kronus, and how Kronus was at the hands of Zeus. For me, the last couple of lines really sell this idea of Bedhead foretelling their own narrative: It tells the story of what went down in our house / it tells the story of our lust-driven bearded beautiful fate. |
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| Bedhead – crushing Lyrics | 9 years ago |
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Many songs describe pain and suffering as a result of causality -- be it physical or otherwise, but always one that arises from an action of either personal or external influence. Here, Bedhead seem to be describing a different kind of pain -- one that arises from nothing happening at all. A debilitating sort of pain that acts as a sort of existential purgatory, where we find ourselves in a state in which death seems preferable to life, because at least it's something. Despite the lyrical pessimism regarding faith in God or perhaps even his existence (at least in the conventional sense), the music opens up in such a way to suggest that not all hope is lost -- gone are the circular repetitions of the guitar, and in comes splashes of drums and cymbals, all of which is underpinned by the lightness of a glockenspiel. It's an opening that suggests a new found sense of life, or at least the movement towards one. |
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