| Līve – Operation Spirit (The Tyranny of Tradition) Lyrics | 19 years ago |
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On that same note, he's referring to spirituality in general, and the constant strive to improve oneself from the inside out. Given that so many who tried to take this path met difficulty due to the oppressive influence of organized religion, many have decided to just give up and stop the pursuit. Hence, the "did you let it go?" It's also important to note that he says "let's get it back" and then makes a point to emphasis "together". I believe this is him signaling the call for a new spiritual revolution. It's not just time for us to get back our quest to make ourselves, but it's time that we rise up and do it together, as to remove difficulties that may have previously been relevant (but what a man was 2,000 years ago means nothing at all to me today) but are now obsolete and need to be swept to the side. We need new society level spirituality, and we have to work toward the goal together to get it. |
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| Līve – Pain Lies On The Riverside Lyrics | 19 years ago |
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Pain is a constant part of life, and something you cannot avoid. Ever. No matter what you do, you will always hurt. It is an unavoidable truth. Even if you do manage to avoid pain for brief periods, you will always go back to it. Think of swimming. Can you swim forever? No, but you can't wait for the pain to just go away, you have to constantly work to move past it and to keep yourself pure and improving as a human. |
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| Billy Joel – It's Still Rock And Roll To Me Lyrics | 19 years ago |
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This song was Billy Joel's answer to all the New Wavers and Punkers who were basically making fun of old style rock, ala Billy Joel. He's making fun of them for their trendy hive collective mindset, but he's also telling everybody that it doesn't matter whether it's new, old, or whatever. Rock and Roll is about the music, the mentallity, and loving the music. No matter what kind it is. Whatever makes your sould jump around or cry it's heart out or...the list goes on. We're music baby, quit hating. Just love the music. That's his message. |
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| Tool – Disgustipated Lyrics | 20 years ago |
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I love reading all these theories...lot's of them are very well thought out, and even if we will never get it from the proverbial horse himself, I think the horse would like the idea that he's promoting thought and questioning. For lots of artists, they want recognition, popularity, money...to be liked. Maynard...he wants us all to wake up, himself included. The first part I believe is poking at any dogma or thought that promotes stupidity and failure to recognize reality. Whether it be Scientology, Roman Catholicism, Vegetarianism, or even as mundane as simple interpersonal relationships, the way we believe we should treat each other, and ourselves. So much of is is engineered to make us feel meaning to our existence, when there isn't any. All throughout Tool's music, you can hear his anger at any stupidity...this subject matter simply frothed his anger into seething rage, and thus into an artful expression for us to enjoy. This...is...necessary. Life...feeds on life...feeds on life...feeds on life...feeds on THIS. Why the dramatic pauses? Why the repetition? What is necessary? That we must eat to live, certainly, and to do that we must kill...whether it be animal, vegetable, or even mineral. However, I don't think this covers the full scope of what he's saying, or why he is saying it with such conviction, such rage, and such incredibly intent and directed fury. Everything is necessary, hatred so that love can exist, lies so that truth can exist, and darkness so that light can exist. Is it necessary because we need to recognize this is the proper way to think so we can set our rules accordingly? No, it's necessary because the rules are already set. We simply need to recognize them. And with the level of adamant grasp on our pomp and importance that we all hold so dearly, someone needs to grab our collective and shake the shit out of it. Hence the yelling, the repetition. He doesn't want us to see, he is trying to force it because he's tired of being the only one that gets it. As for the last part, I don't really find it's origin important at all. If anything, I think it's an important illustration that who says it doesn't matter, it's the message that is important. The belief that who says it matters is why a preacher can whip people into a carrot saving frenzy. What, not who. From musician, to congressman, to trash man. Anyway, I think it's about a psychotic. It's not a raving psychotic, though. It's a lucid willful psychotic. A man who believes he's fully recognized the reality of his world and his situation. His situation being that we all are absolutely nothing. We have no meaning, we have no purpose, we have no higher dogmatic law, and the things that control our actions are the same things that control gravity, molecular structure, and everything...everything. As such, he has taken his place as an insignificant atom in our world. As such, everything he sees is him...is his experience. Blue is his color, he sees the blue and lets it wash over him so that he is his station in the natural order, a part of the sky. It gives him a fullness of emotion in the same way that painters see sun rises. He experiences every instance completely, and he has no hesitation, regret, or moral compass to guide him. There is no morality when you are only an atom in a sea of blue, there is just blue. The goo is most likely the ditch, and possibly blood as well. The goo doesn't matter, what matters is that he doesn't care that it's anything other than goo. He just wipes it off, sees the grass, and then he experiences everything that is green. Completely seperate emotions than blue, but still an uncontrollable swirl. The rest of the song follows the same guidelines. His powerlessness to alter anything as he's only swirling in the maelstrom (nervous again, why did things always have to change). Then trying to let his head come back as he couldn't remember things, he was lost in the sea, existing without conscious thought. He's a willful psychotic, so he wants to feel all this, but he still tries to grasp frantically for any steering that he can. If God is our father, then Satan must be our cousin. The way he is able to experience all of this so fully and feel no need to have a moral compass is because he has recognized that he is evil as well as good. Not evil in the way you and I see that we did something bad, but then try to justify why we did what we did. He doesn't justify at all, because evil is his heart as much as good is, and to him they are the same thing. The car most certainly wasn't his, but to him, everything belongs to him and he belongs to everything. The camera case caught his eye because it was abnormal. It suggested an object that had a specific purpose in a universe which contains no purpose. The people across the field are little because he experiences life fully in every single second, and at that second, they were little people. Much like you crush someone's head at a distance. They were his, and he belonged to them, as well. He doesn't care which of them dies, him or them, because they exist just like him and none of them matter. He's simply existing now. Scary, eh? That's how I see it. |
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