Run the Jewels – A Christmas Fucking Miracle Lyrics | 6 years ago |
I think it should be Camus in the second to last line |
Justice – Randy Lyrics | 7 years ago |
A friend who is burnt out on love, who thinks it's never going to happen for them and feels discouraged from even trying anymore. Randy, you're a good guy and we've all been there! Chin up. |
Shakey Graves – Hard Wired Lyrics | 8 years ago |
I think there is something about approaching thirty years old - maybe in general or maybe in the context of modern America or some other spatial/temporal artifice that is independent of any cultural or historical context - that lends insight to how truly oblivious I (we?) have always been and always will be with respect to the nature of reality and the extent that I am even able to interface with it. How much of what I am depends on the execution of code that was written upon the fusion of two haploid cells, and where in this program can I find a way to reconcile my wildly changing perspective with what feels like a continuous self-like thing? More broadly, what is consciousness and what the hell is going on around here, really? Research is showing that human brains continue to develop well past adolescence and that full maturity doesn't occur until about the mid-twenties (source: http://hrweb.mit.edu/worklife/youngadult/brain.html). The nature of the continued development is more than just retaining capacity for plasticity but suggests (to me, at least) that perhaps we continue to fine tune neural connections in order that our consciousness will best serve our evolutionary goals during this time of maximal, soon-to-be-plateauing/declining reproductive capacity. That evolution has maintained this hardwiring makes perfect sense but really confounds how we understand ourselves as agents responding to our environments with at least some degree of free will. I think that, probably more than most of us would like to be, we are all just kind of doing "what feels right," whatever that means. |
Tame Impala – The Moment Lyrics | 8 years ago |
A pretty straightforward contemplation of mortality and death; a matter-of-fact acknowledgement of the present moment as the only thing there will ever be, forever? Incomplete verb fragments rended out by the incredible and terrifying experiences of being alive, but in a good way, in a sacred way. |
Low – No Comprende Lyrics | 8 years ago |
Incompatible paradigms and other abyssal differences in opinion |
Built to Spill – C.R.E.B. Lyrics | 8 years ago |
http://www.annualreviews.org/doi/abs/10.1146/annurev.neuro.21.1.127?url_ver=Z39.88-2003&rfr_dat=cr_pub%3Dpubmed&rfr_id=ori%3Arid%3Acrossref.org&journalCode=neuro |
Built to Spill – C.R.E.B. Lyrics | 9 years ago |
Holy shit I love proteomics! I could just cry, I feel so understood. Reality is a fantastically complex space of highly derived systems relentlessly spawning beauty and spewing vitriol as per their chemical constituents! It's all very lovely to me, this experience of scientific understanding and the confounding effect it has on meaning... For anyone that doesn't know, and is interested, C.R.E.B. = CREB1, the human gene encoding for the cAMP responsive element binding protein 1, which is a transcription factor that binds to specific DNA sequences and induces transcription of downstream target sequences as initiated by hormones interacting with the cyclic AMP pathway. Researchers refer to experimental subjects that have had the gene of interest mutated or deleted as "knockouts": this is the most straightforward way to understand the functions of proteins whose code lies in the gene. You can thank these little dudes (the creb proteins, among others) for allowing you to perceive and interact with reality. This shit is no joke and/or metaphor! Source: http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/9530494 |
Built to Spill – Broken Chairs Lyrics | 9 years ago |
Mm, I hear the natural history of the American west. It's my opinion that life is better examined where it's been left to it's own devices for some time without intrusions, even be that they may well-meaning. I think the question this song asks is that if we are so adept at conforming to the broken chairs we might find ourselves provided with in life, why is it that we resist or fail to produce adaptations that can help us endure the everyday contexts of suffering? What are our words, thoughts and feelings and where do their powers lie? Reminds me of something written by Camus (forgive me): "At the heart of all beauty lies something inhuman, and these hills, the softness of the sky, the outline of these trees at this very minute lose the illusory meaning with which we had clothed them, henceforth more remote than a lost paradise. The primitive hostility of the world rises up to face us across millennia. For a second we cease to understand it because for centuries we have understood in it solely the images and designs that we had attributed to it beforehand, because henceforth we lack the power to make use of that artifice. The world evades us because it becomes itself again. That stage scenery masked by habit becomes again what it is. It withdraws at a distance from us." |
Mogwai – Hexon Bogon Lyrics | 9 years ago |
http://songmeanings.com/mixtape/organic-chemistry-i-7671/ |
Mogwai – Hexon Bogon Lyrics | 9 years ago |
I added this because my organic chemistry mixtape could not do without it, for anyone wondering. |
Brand New – Failure by Design Lyrics | 9 years ago |
@[GLaDOSexe:587] Are you a wizard |
Fugazi – Long Distance Runner Lyrics | 10 years ago |
This song is about the nature of the universe and how its fundamental laws just seem to happen in mostly uniform ways for reasons we don't fully understand. Chemistry. Physics. Linear time. Relativity! Seriously, what is going on here? The answer is there, just out of our reaches. |
Fugazi – Reprovisional Lyrics | 10 years ago |
"'cause that's the price to pay for hoping every slip's not a slide. in other words not to get it wrong, it's pointless to walk when it's past time to run. secured under the weight of watchful eyes, lulled to sleep under clear expansive skies. somewhere in these prying hearts conflicting histories tear us apart" I am so sad to realize how literally and viscerally this song continues to describe the global sociopolitical situation, especially re: sectarian violence and the role or purpose of the UN and its Security Council. When a world power intervenes with force in a civil war, is that in service of the international community and the people directly under siege or is it in service of our ability to accept brutality in conflicts we don't understand for the sake of sleeping soundly at night? Does high-minded rhetoric deter aggression or just the feeling of helplessness among those who witness it? |
WILD FLAG – Romance Lyrics | 12 years ago |
Hey, can you feel it? The way it sways you, The hum in your chest? You make my feet move, you turn my head loose That's why I love you the best Hey, you fill up the spaces, those empty places The corners and cracks You kill my sickness, my only witness You're all that I have Hands down we like, we like what we like Hands down we like, we love, we choose you We've got an eye, an eye for what's romance We've got our eyes, our eyes trained on you You watch us dance, we dance 'til we're dying We dance to free ourselves from the room We love the sound, the sound is what found us Sound is the blood between me and you Back when I had no story, nothing to form me You got under my skin You were my maker, my re-creator My reason to live Can't stop the bleeding or this leaving Though I've tried And when I return, with those fresh burns You're waiting inside Hey, you've got me crawling You've got me spinning Shake, shimmy shake First you wreck me, then resurrect me, it's too much Hands down we like, we like what we like Hands down we like, we love, we choose you We've got an ear, an ear for what's romance We've got our ears, our ears trained on you You watch us sing, we sing 'til we're crying We sing to free ourselves from the room We love the sound, the sound is what found us Sound is the love between me and you (lyrics on the album sleeve) |
WILD FLAG – Future Crimes Lyrics | 12 years ago |
A+ username |
WILD FLAG – Future Crimes Lyrics | 12 years ago |
From the album sleeve: Pardon my life this time I'll swear off future crimes Lighten my soul I'll give up everything The kick, the bite, the scream Be tame and old I want to go back to front I want to go front to back I want to feel this again Just like a heart attack I want to make it pure I want to make it good And make it right Pardon my life this time 'cause I am so hardwired To be alone You want to know everything But you are just kidding Don't want to know My blood flows out to in My nerves are inside out This voice is in my head It's like a bark, a shout But I can't turn it off I can't turn it down Or make it quiet If you're gonna be a restless soul Then you're gonna be so, so tired If you're gonna keep me up all night Then you better learn to love this fire If you're gonna be a restless soul Then you're gonna be so, so tired If you're gonna give up on the fight Then I'm gonna call you a liar |
Bottomless Pit – Pitch Lyrics | 13 years ago |
"it can make you feel lighter, it can ruin you" gives me chills. To me, this song is about the overwhelming possibilities in life and how every minute and every choice and every person has the potential to change everything. Terribly frightening and beautiful at the same time. |
Baths – Maximalist Lyrics | 13 years ago |
http://www.theblueindian.com/2011/02/05/qa-with-will-wiesenfeld-of-baths/ In this interview he talks about taking samples from youtube videos. |
Warpaint – Shadows Lyrics | 13 years ago |
Did you buy the vinyl? I bought the cd and I didn't get a lyric book :( |
Idaho – For Granted Lyrics | 14 years ago |
edit: we'll = will |
Idaho – For Granted Lyrics | 14 years ago |
When you start taking everything for granted That's when the light turns red And you keep driving Sleeping behind the wheel We'll leave you stuck on the 101 forever You know where you're going You just want to get there Eucalyptus trees have traveled clear over the ocean And you can too because you've found the road And you can too because you've found the road |
Dinosaur Jr. – See You Lyrics | 14 years ago |
"I still want to quit" yes |
Dinosaur Jr. – Said the People Lyrics | 14 years ago |
my heart explodes every time I listen to this song |
Dinosaur Jr. – See You Lyrics | 14 years ago |
More accurate, though not 100%, lyrics: Hear me out bring it right away I don't doubt it's what you meant to say Far enough let's take a few things back all my love I'm about to crack Didn't see you for a while Didn't notice it for quite some time See me off gather all your stuff Not enough but thats all we got Tell me why when I'm giving in it's alright I still want ?? Can you tell me where to be do you know what this all means to me the intention is hard to know and I don't want what you just let go I've gone overboard can you reel me in it's a lot to know and i can't begin Had enough of what I knew Had enough to know that it's not true Hear me out I'm about to fade I've no doubt you meant that way There's a place we don't wanna go does it taste like you ought to know Didn't see you for a while I've been so wrapped up for quite some time can you tell me who I'll be do you know what this all means to me Can you get me out can you pull me through and if there's a doubt it's what I've got to do |
Sufjan Stevens – Year of Our Lord Lyrics | 15 years ago |
so we can still talk about how amazingly beautiful and meaningful they are. |
Animal Collective – Bat You'll Fly Lyrics | 15 years ago |
the unorthodox funk that is animal collective, sigh. |
Laura Gibson – Come by Storm Lyrics | 15 years ago |
beautiful arrangement at the end. |
Grizzly Bear – Ready, Able Lyrics | 15 years ago |
agreed! |
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