Jane's Addiction vocalist Perry Farrell gives Adam Reader some heartfelt insight into Jane’s Addiction's hard rock manifesto "Mountain Song", which was the second single from their revolutionary album Nothing's Shocking. Mountain song was first recorded in 1986 and appeared on the soundtrack to the film Dudes starring Jon Cryer. The version on Nothing's Shocking was re-recorded in 1988.
"'Mountain Song' was actually about... I hate to say it but... drugs. Climbing this mountain and getting as high as you can, and then coming down that mountain," reveals Farrell. "What it feels to descend from the mountain top... not easy at all. The ascension is tough but exhilarating. Getting down is... it's a real bummer. Drugs is not for everybody obviously. For me, I wanted to experience the heights, and the lows come along with it."
"There's a part - 'Cash in now honey, cash in Miss Smith.' Miss Smith is my Mother; our last name was Smith. Cashing in when she cashed in her life. So... she decided that, to her... at that time, she was desperate. Life wasn't worth it for her, that was her opinion. Some people think, never take your life, and some people find that their life isn't worth living. She was in love with my Dad, and my Dad was not faithful to her, and it broke her heart. She was very desperate and she did something that I know she regrets."
Have this one
Da, dat-dat-da, dat-dat-da-da-da
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(Rise)
Half-alive and stark-raving free and maligned
For encroaching on the purpose of this commercial-free interruption
Due to the prolific nature of this statement
Listener aggression is advised
It's strange, whenever I see a gun
I think about just how petty you are
And it blows my fucking mind
Yeah, it blows my fucking mind
These days, I never seem to get enough
I'm tired of this shit, I want to go home
Don't waste my fucking time
Don't waste my fucking time
Because anything exceptional
Gets crushed by common people
With jealousy and ignorance
And all their common evils
This planet isn't special
Collections made of clay
I'm waiting for the punishment
I know is on my way
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
Irreverence is my disease
It's secondhand, but you know me
The son of a bitch is on his knees
The last man standing gets no pity
Somewhere on a toilet wall, I read the words
"You form a line to formalize the former lies"
And I finally saw the truth
Something so profound, and it was sitting there
Surrounded by the garbage and the stains
Another victim of the refuse
Now I've been saying this for years
But you don't comprehend it
I fight hell and I fight fear
Because I understand it
Androgyny and insults
You try so hard to be difficult
You want to win the war?
Know what you're fighting for
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
Irreverence is my disease
It's secondhand, but you know me
The son of a bitch is on his knees
The last man standing gets no pity
With the angel eyes and demon seeds
You're missing what you really need
When all is said and done, you'll see
The last man standing gets no pity
(No pity)
(No pity)
(No pity)
(No pity)
(No pity)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
Da, dat-dat-da, dat-dat-da-da-da
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(Rise)
Half-alive and stark-raving free and maligned
For encroaching on the purpose of this commercial-free interruption
Due to the prolific nature of this statement
Listener aggression is advised
It's strange, whenever I see a gun
I think about just how petty you are
And it blows my fucking mind
Yeah, it blows my fucking mind
These days, I never seem to get enough
I'm tired of this shit, I want to go home
Don't waste my fucking time
Don't waste my fucking time
Because anything exceptional
Gets crushed by common people
With jealousy and ignorance
And all their common evils
This planet isn't special
Collections made of clay
I'm waiting for the punishment
I know is on my way
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
Irreverence is my disease
It's secondhand, but you know me
The son of a bitch is on his knees
The last man standing gets no pity
Somewhere on a toilet wall, I read the words
"You form a line to formalize the former lies"
And I finally saw the truth
Something so profound, and it was sitting there
Surrounded by the garbage and the stains
Another victim of the refuse
Now I've been saying this for years
But you don't comprehend it
I fight hell and I fight fear
Because I understand it
Androgyny and insults
You try so hard to be difficult
You want to win the war?
Know what you're fighting for
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
Irreverence is my disease
It's secondhand, but you know me
The son of a bitch is on his knees
The last man standing gets no pity
With the angel eyes and demon seeds
You're missing what you really need
When all is said and done, you'll see
The last man standing gets no pity
(No pity)
(No pity)
(No pity)
(No pity)
(No pity)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
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Mountain Song
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Jane's Addiction vocalist Perry Farrell gives Adam Reader some heartfelt insight into Jane’s Addiction's hard rock manifesto "Mountain Song", which was the second single from their revolutionary album Nothing's Shocking. Mountain song was first recorded in 1986 and appeared on the soundtrack to the film Dudes starring Jon Cryer. The version on Nothing's Shocking was re-recorded in 1988.
"'Mountain Song' was actually about... I hate to say it but... drugs. Climbing this mountain and getting as high as you can, and then coming down that mountain," reveals Farrell. "What it feels to descend from the mountain top... not easy at all. The ascension is tough but exhilarating. Getting down is... it's a real bummer. Drugs is not for everybody obviously. For me, I wanted to experience the heights, and the lows come along with it."
"There's a part - 'Cash in now honey, cash in Miss Smith.' Miss Smith is my Mother; our last name was Smith. Cashing in when she cashed in her life. So... she decided that, to her... at that time, she was desperate. Life wasn't worth it for her, that was her opinion. Some people think, never take your life, and some people find that their life isn't worth living. She was in love with my Dad, and my Dad was not faithful to her, and it broke her heart. She was very desperate and she did something that I know she regrets."
Gentle Hour
Yo La Tengo
Yo La Tengo
This song was originally written by a guy called Peter Gutteridge. He was one of the founders of the "Dunedin Sound" a musical scene in the south of New Zealand in the early 80s. From there it was covered by "The Clean" one of the early bands of that scene (he had originally been a member of in it's early days, writing a couple of their best early songs). The Dunedin sound, and the Clean became popular on american college radio in the mid to late 80s. I guess Yo La Tengo heard that version.
Great version of a great song,
No Surprises
Radiohead
Radiohead
Same ideas expressed in Fitter, Happier are expressed in this song. We're told to strive for some sort of ideal life, which includes getting a good job, being kind to everyone, finding a partner, getting married, having a couple kids, living in a quiet neighborhood in a nice big house, etc. But in Fitter, Happier the narrator(?) realizes that it's incredibly robotic to live this life. People are being used by those in power "like a pig in a cage on antibiotics"--being pacified with things like new phones and cool gadgets and houses while being sucked dry. On No Surprises, the narrator is realizing how this life is killing him slowly. In the video, his helmet is slowly filling up with water, drowning him. But he's so complacent with it. This is a good summary of the song. This boring, "perfect" life foisted upon us by some higher powers (not spiritual, but political, economic, etc. politicians and businessmen, perhaps) is not the way to live. But there is seemingly no way out but death. He'd rather die peacefully right now than live in this cage. While our lives are often shielded, we're in our own protective bubbles, or protective helmets like the one Thom wears, if we look a little harder we can see all the corruption, lies, manipulation, etc. that is going on in the world, often run by huge yet nearly invisible organizations, corporations, and 'leaders'. It's a very hopeless song because it reflects real life.
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