So, the first time I saw him was at the annual city festival, at the end of the plaza, on, uh, “Punker Hill”, also known as “The Island of Misfits”. Um, It’s like a mound of black leather and army surplus jackets and boots and spiky egg-white hairdos and mohawks and second generation Exploited and Minor Threat and Sex Pistols patches and stuff. Basically a haven for the misunderstood punk-y, rock-y, goth-y, what was "me" types

And, uh, there he was, right in the middle of it all. Um, oversized yellow foam-rubber cowboy hat; pink plastic Toys-R-Us pistols and holster. Off-white dashiki, uh, shirt, and tattered bell bottom jeans, leather feet, Raleigh cigarette finger stains. And he was an island within an island, and I just, kinda had to know more

So, I, uhh, I sat with him for hours just trying to get a bearing on his beautiful insanity. Every third inquiry was met with, you know, an eloquent but unusual response, and, you know, the subsequent exchange, it kinda warranted continuing the conversation, because he was, he was interesting. Uh, ‘course the other, the other reason my efforts where dismissed, while he took in the constant flow of the festival crowd, all around us

A raging river of multi cultural river of music, art, food, families, uh, all of this with his Walkman at full volume. I think it was Foreigner, playing through the headphones. And I asked maybe, you know “Hey maybe you could turn that down, so we can talk?”, and he replied “Can you hear me”? and I said “Yes”, he said “Well, then it’s fine”. He never really pretended, not once, to be able to organize all of this chaos that was going on around us. Uh, he just unapologetically chose which pieces to focus on

Well, you know, after a few hours we seemed to have found our stride, found our rhythm, kinda settled into it, and we’re having these intermittent conversations, uh, flipping back and forth between the chaos and the focus. And then, just kinda out of no where, he seemed to become a little unsettled and disturbed. And I asked him what was wrong and he just blurted out “Peanuts' parents in syrup”, and then he looked at me like I wondered what that means, and then he said, “You have any, do you have any batteries?”

So Basically his, his walkman was running out of power, and he just needed batteries, so before I could ever turn and ask one of our fellow punkers for some double-A’s, he grabbed my face with both hands, and then for the first time in the entire conversation, he, gave me his complete focus and attention, completely present, and calmly said “We will never know world peace, until three people can simultaneously look each other straight in the eye”

Should the oceans rise
Should the sky come falling down
Should the islands tremble beneath a sea of better nature blossoms

Should the sun rain fire
Should Hell on Earth freeze over
And our enemies wait hungry
See our better nature feed them
Should the sun rain fire
Should Hell on Earth freeze over
And our enemies wait hungry
See our better nature feed and calm them

Find a way through, around, or over
Find a way through, around, or over
Find a way through, around, or over
Find a way through, around, or over

Find a way through, around, or over
Find a way through, around, or over
Find a way through, around, or over


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    General CommentThis is a song about 3 different things going on at once, hence the title!

    In one sense, it's describing a simple story about meeting a schizophrenic man who has these moments of incredible clarity, while at a punk festival.

    At the same time, like all Puscifer songs, it can easily be interpreted as a sexual metaphor between these 2 characters, "I had to know more, after a couple hours we settled into it, kind of found our rhythm, going back and forth between the chaos and the focus, and all of a sudden he became startled".

    The 3rd layer of this song took me a while to figure out, but is incredibly profound to me at least! It's describing what Maynard sees as God, either a dream or a vision and seeing this "beautifully insane" person who "Unapologetically chooses which pieces to focus on", just as God has no direct intervention in our world but chooses based on its will. The part that made me believe this is 100% about meeting God, is the fact that the beginning of the song the speaker describes this place as just "an island of punks and goths at a festival" but yet he goes on to call it "A raging river of multicultural art families and food", which is way more than just a punk fest and describes the nature of our world beautifully.

    The best part to me, is the walkman. God has his walkman on, and we can hear what he is saying, but he doesn't hear us, he only SEES us and sees our behaviors and choices. The batteries are a metaphor for sacrifice, not exactly in a Satanic way, but the simple act of asking for batteries to help this man is what caused him (God) to give Maynard enlightenment by saying the truth of our world. That we won't make any progress until 3 people can simultaneously look eachother straight in the eye. God is basically a bisexual schizophrenic man with a cowboy hat and pink pistols, who is beautifully insane, who makes no apologies in his choices, who can't hear us but wants us to hear him, and who will give us the answers we are looking for only when we prove ourselves to be good enough people to deserve these answers. Absolutely love this song, once you realize the 3 layers of this song and its connection to God, the music that kicks in at "Well, then it's fine", so good!
    M1aon April 08, 2018   Link

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