| Deer Tick – Art Isn't Real (City of Sin) Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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i've been listening to it all night (:)) and think it's very powerful (sound and lyrics). i think it's about not being in touch with ourselves and being brought up in a society (human-contrived system) that represses individuality and self-expression. it has a hopefulness, though, because things are the only way they could be and just as they should be, and we are, in fact, natural. it's particularly meaningful to me right now dealing w/ this tick bite and turning 40 this year. i've put the lyrics below and below that my interpretation of them. if you guys have some thoughts on any of this please share. lyrics: i am the dotted line and you fill me in with whatever you like (speaks of the boundary of what's possible and how we get to choose how we live within that boundary) and i'm just going through the motions and i need an old fashioned potion there's gotta be some old recipe 'cause i gotta get drunk i gotta forget about some things (not livin' right - not choosing your own reality, not havin' fun!) i lived in lies all my life and i been livin' here for a long long time and i know it's been coming down a while now and when it shows then you get me on the dial (crisis - when it happens you communicate with god and yourself (get in touch with)) but now you're halfway around the world maybe i'll see better days but i'm not so sure i will (maybe our lives are halfway over - maybe that was the good half. god (or yourself) is halfway around the world - can't get any further ) i am still hanging round and round sometimes it's a racket but lately not a sound (same old thing but slowing down, getting older) in the bowels of history and time well i have learned to stand back and never shine (society 'learns' you to get in line instead of making your mark. truth is we only have the one life and to give it away is a disservice. bowels = depth, every record of our existence will eventually be erased - what are we afraid of?) now i feel stupid when i smile for not a journey but a circus are our lives (there's nothing to smile about. we laugh at other people falling on the ice but we are really laughing at ourselves and we are ashamed) i can't makeup for everything i waste and i know that i can never afford a taste (all the wasted time (opportunity), mainly. also energy, money, resources, etc.) of anything that your lovely hands make it eats away with a force so great (god's hands, the force of god, only god can truly create and destroy) just because it brings a smile to my face such a bad memory you just can't erase (not sure about the smile/bad memory - smile relating to smile line above? bad memory = circumcision? (http://knol.google.com/k/-/circumcision-and-human-behavior/2y9nanfagw8nr/13# - kidding but seems similar, actually). We cannot ‘reinvent’ ourselves every moment because we are a product of our past and it’s like a chain. Nirvana dies (t)here.) i know of a City to steal from and i know of a City to cheat on (City is society. it represents imperfection) and i know of a City of Sin and that's the place that i want to meet you in (meet the real me - the imperfect one - in the imperfect City - the only place i can exist) say hello all over again romance me take me back to the beginning (collapse, death, rebirth. or be childlike - no ego - try to shine again. it's possible the whole song is a conversation with god. the 'i' is me (author) and the 'you' is the big Guy) ==================================================== I think the title is expressing the inherent conflict in self-knowledge. Are we here just to try and survive as long as possible? What’s the purpose of it-all? What is the point of these words and this song and being a musician (artist) — it’s just ether, ethereal(ity). |
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