| Sade – Clean Heart Lyrics | 2 years ago |
| @[DarqBeauty:37664] Spot on! An excellent song on a lot of levels. | |
| Damien Jurado – Walk With Me Lyrics | 4 years ago |
| If I had to guess, I think it's a found-sound archival recording of power linemen talking about an install or repair. There is discussion of ground strapping and some very clear safety-focused communication exchange protocols at the end. | |
| Angel Olsen – Unfucktheworld Lyrics | 5 years ago |
| I think this song is about her losing her faith. | |
| Andy Shauf – Wendell Walker Lyrics | 6 years ago |
| Man, after hearing that story, I sure hope Andy starts making some better life choices going forward.... | |
| Emma Louise – Cages Lyrics | 8 years ago |
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If you google: "Start to Finish: Emma Louise's" you'll find a great article on abc.net.au (Australian Broadcasting Website) that details the rough meanings of her songs. She's quite brilliant and I'm glad that I found her wonderful art. Here what she says about Cages. It's quite heartbreaking: "I moved around a lot when I was growing up. I've been to seven different schools and lived in around 14 houses. My parents renovated houses in their free time and my brother and I were more than happy to pack up and move around with them. I think I have inherited my mother's gypsy feet. I am only 21 and have lived in four houses outside of my parent's latest home in Cairns. When I first moved to Brisbane, I made my small nest in a tiny house in a big city, not knowing anyone. It was in this space I brought home a very special tiny animal, Henry. I was driving to my manager Rick's house one day and thought I'd drop into a pet shop I'd always passed on the way over. At the back of the store I saw a cage with some of the most beautiful looking parrots I'd ever seen. It was then I instantly fell in love with a small blue Indian Ringneck, who seemed to be picked on constantly by his brothers and sisters. Having just got fired from my job for shaving my head (that's a long story) I had no money to get him, but I knew we were destined for each other. When I got to Rick's house I must have used up all the air in my lungs talking about him. Rick gave me $50, I spent the rest of my money on him and took him home that night. I was never seen without him on my shoulder. I moved into a blue house with my blue bird, Henry. He was my best friend and we were bonded together. I was slowly meeting new people and making new friends and Henry was with me the whole time, chatting away on my shoulder. My new friends knew Henry as much as they knew me. I busked at the West End Markets to pay my rent, with my loyal blue son mischievously putting on a show of his own, crawling around my body as I sung. I can honestly thank him for the money people threw in my guitar case. He was a good investment in many ways. The song 'Cages' is written about one of the hardest things I have ever had to sacrifice for my music. When I started touring it pulled Henry and I apart and it broke my heart having to hear him scream at me when I left for a string of shows. When I got back he would ignore me because he was angry with me and I knew it wasn't healthy for him to go through the stress of having me leave him every few days. I was having him looked after by an amazing couple I had met at the West End Markets where we would busk. They had three other birds, including another Indian Ringneck, Stevie. Each time I'd pick Henry up he'd be more displeased with me and eventually I knew it was time to give him to this couple and their birds who Henry had bonded and made friends with. It was the most emotionally devastating thing I have had to deal with in my freshly adult life. I see Henry a few times a month when I am back home and he always remembers me. I don't think we will ever forget each other and will always share a special connection. 'Cages' was written fairly quickly, I think because my feelings were still so raw. It was a very sensitive time and I struggled to play the song a whole way through without getting a lump in my throat. I was playing the song in the tracking room of the studio and Matt told me he wanted to record it the next day. At first I sang it as another character called 'Joseph'. We sped up the track on tape and I sung to my chipmunk sped-up voice so that when it was slowed to real time my voice became a soothing low male-like voice. I really loved the way it sounded and was tempted to just leave the vocals like that. 'Cages' as a song became a space I didn't want to touch. Like it was such a neat bundle of all my feelings about Henry that I didn't want to risk diluting it. I ended up singing over Joseph but leaving his voice travelling softly beneath mine like he was cradling me through the song with his masculine hands while it hurt me to sing." |
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| Kurt Vile – Wakin on a Pretty Day Lyrics | 8 years ago |
| @[dieselbenz:9414] Can't say for sure, but production wise, the lick sounds very Crosby, Stills & Nash'y to me. Could be "Just a Song Before I Go" or maybe "Treetrop Flyer" (Stills). | |
| Wild Beasts – Wanderlust Lyrics | 8 years ago |
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[“Wanderlust” is] very much about British class: In reality, it’s become a similar life choice to be in the arts and to make music as it is to be a politician or banker at this point. People who don’t have to worry about money want to obtain what money can’t buy—things like artistic instinct or taste—and the song is about those who want to desperately buy a position within the arts, yet their heart’s not there. A lot of people are bringing their business models into their music now, and it’s starting to show. Artists hold a unique place in society in that they are held in high esteem because they are distributors of comfort and joy and relief. The job is really essential, but the role of a musician is changing. It isn’t the glamor draw that it used to be, and if you want to make audacious work, you are risking not being able to pay your rent, and that’s OK. But there are people who don’t have to worry about paying their rent who still make music that sounds like they’re trying to pay the rent rather than taking on the possibilities of what they could achieve. - Hayden Thorpe |
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| Chelsea Wolfe – Flatlands Lyrics | 8 years ago |
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Wow, being that Chelsea is from Sacramento, California.... a love song for the agricultural and fruit lands of central Cal. A beautiful song for sure. |
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| Ben Howard – Conrad Lyrics | 9 years ago |
| Thanks for introducing this yank to Joseph Conrad and "The Tale". What a great writer and read. | |
| Wild Beasts – New Life Lyrics | 9 years ago |
| God bless the Eventide on the right channel. | |
| Kate Bush – 50 Words for Snow Lyrics | 9 years ago |
| Forgive the baseness of this comment, but it sounds like it would be a great love-making song ;) | |
| Broken Bells – Leave It Alone Lyrics | 10 years ago |
| Apollo, described me to a tee. Maybe that's why I like the song so much. | |
| Ke$ha – Supernatural Lyrics | 10 years ago |
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The meaning is pretty obscure but I'd have to guess it is about two humans engaging in the act of mating. Way to shoot high for interesting lyrics guys...the topic is so under represented |
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| Broken Bells – Leave It Alone Lyrics | 10 years ago |
| This is a great song. It's tough lyrically though and is either about something very personal to the author or possibly about letting go of a child after the person has raised them and then their progression through age into their twilight years and ultimately death. | |
| Modest Mouse – Dramamine Lyrics | 11 years ago |
| Damn, only +4 out of 259 comments? I don't even want to wade any further, there are likely decent explanations further down but who has time to scroll and read 259?! This guy nails it pretty well. They're a touring band, Isaac maybe takes Dramamine for motion sickness and has this clingy using girlfriend or bandmate (kiss on the mouth could just be a euphemism for how closely they are living and traveling together in the van). As a young touring band, they drove a ton of miles through all kinds of windy roads I bet. | |
| José González – Save Your Day Lyrics | 11 years ago |
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I think this song is an excellent metaphor for the young coming to grips with their mortality and contemplating growing up. I remember thinking similar thoughts while burying grandparents and uncles as a late teen. |
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| Kings of Convenience – My Ship Isn't Pretty Lyrics | 13 years ago |
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Think back on how life was before the first Trans-Atlantic telegraph cable connected the UK and the US in 1858. Messages & news took days and weeks to arrive. We were islands of humanity connected only by oceangoing vessels of men. "The telegraph gave us hope....." "Boys of today write lines...." Graffiti and the general decline in the quality of a society...arguably more degraded than the rather educated and morally minded populace of the mid 1800s. This despite being connected with instantaneous mass communication between continents. "The cargo lies in our laps..." "Our MESSAGE will need a ship...." They have an important message to communicate but it's lost in the waves of meaningless communication of today's society (gossip, lame news etc). They need a SHIP damn it! To cross those "oceans" that can't otherwise be crossed...get their message communicated and HEARD through the waves. Their commentary on the amount of BS that is out there running around the internet and how hard it is to be heard and understood. Think of how the telegraph and the technological advancements following it gave us an instantaneous news cycle of thing that we really don't care about and have no control over. "We are in great haste to construct a magnetic telegraph from Maine to Texas; but Maine and Texas, it may be, have nothing important to communicate.... We are eager to tunnel under the Atlantic and bring the Old World some weeks nearer to the New; but perchance the first news that will leak through into the broad flapping American ear will be that Princess Adelaide has the whooping cough." - Thoreau, Walden This is a fascinating and brilliant song. |
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| Kings of Convenience – Know-How Lyrics | 13 years ago |
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I thought it was a sort of post-modernist comment about the frustration of not "knowing" anything for certain. Is history recorded? Does someone have a tape? Surely, I'm no pioneer Constellations stay the same But then it boils down to the woman that he loves and their relationship...that he can "know". |
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| Ryan Adams – World War 24 Lyrics | 13 years ago |
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