| Sufjan Stevens – Casimir Pulaski Day Lyrics | 12 years ago |
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in previous comments they've quoted sufjan talking about this song, but i still like to think of the person being sung about as a boy. it's lovely any way it's heard or thought about, it's just how my mind pictures this whenever i listen to this song. Your father cried on the telephone And he drove his car into the Navy yard Just to prove that he was sorry All the glory that the Lord has made And the complications you could do without When I kissed you on the mouth In the morning at the top of the stairs When your father found out what we did that night And you told me you were scared All the glory when you ran outside With your shirt tucked in and your shoes untied And you told me not to follow you On the floor at the great divide With my shirt tucked in and my shoes untied I am crying in the bathroom |
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| La Dispute – Three Lyrics | 12 years ago |
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the lyrics (princedom by the sea; annabel; seraphs covet; 'i was a child and she was a child') remind me of humbert humbert recounting annabel, lolita's predecessor, annabel. but she did not die at sea. edgar allan poe's 'annabel lee' was cited as a source of inspiration for nabokov, though. a beautiful poem. jordan's voice is lovely. |
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| La Dispute – Edit Your Hometown Lyrics | 12 years ago |
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these lines: I still believe I might get left here. I Might turn 63 still sweeping up the gutters in the street or weeding concrete. Wait and see. We'll wait and see. Or, rather, I will. Only me. make me think about the man mentioned in 'st paul missionary baptist church blues': And just the other day I swear I saw a man there Pulling weeds out of the concrete, sweeping up and patching cracks, I saw him lift a rag to wash the years of filth from off those windows. but what an amazing song. |
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| The Antlers – Shiva Lyrics | 13 years ago |
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i think that “shiva” is the child’s perspective through the painful abortion, and that the tracks that directly precede this one (in order, bear, thirteen, two, shiva) detail the perspectives of the father, the mother and the child as the abortion looms, with this track ending the arc. i think it makes more sense in chronological order. “bear” is where the baby is first mentioned. written from the father’s perspective: [there's a bear inside your stomach the cub's been kicking from within] he’s focusing on how to handle the situation. he doesn’t bear any noticeable hate towards the baby but thinks of the child as something potentially dangerous: a cub, who could become a bear. he sounds like he’s trying to placate the mother: [we'll make all the right appointments no one ever has to know] [we'll play charades up in the chelsea drink champagne although you shouldn't be we'll be blind and dumb until we fall asleep] he also feels that the main problem is not the child or caring for the child or loving the child, but the problem lies within the parents’ complicated relationship: [well we're not scared of making caves or finding food for him to eat we're terrified of one another and terrified of what that means] but the father has a clear mindset. he looks at their situation. he tries to fix it. he tries to calm the mother, who is the patient. he doesn’t blame the child, but he knows they’re fucked. “thirteen” is written from the child. the melody is slow, sad. the lyrics are simple. the baby’s whole world is revolving around the same circle of thought, show through the repetition: [pull me out pull me out can't you stop this all from happening?] the child is a child, the child blames the parents. parents are supposed to protect. the child wants to go. [dig me out oh, dig me out couldn't you have kept all this from happening? dig me out from under our house] “two” is the mother. her words are more comprehensive, but at the same time, simple. like a young child, she uses basic words to convey the dialogue. this contrasts the perspectives and respective mental stability of the mother and the father because suddenly her world seems to be torn apart: [he brought me out into the hall (i could have sworn it was haunted) and told me something that i didn't know that i wanted to hear: that there was nothing that i could do to save you the choir's going to sing, and this thing is going to kill you something in my throat made my next words shake and something in the wires made the lightbulbs break] i think the chorus revolves around the baby: [you were just a little kid, and they cut your hair then they stuck you in machines, you came so close to dying they should have listened, they thought that you were lying] very literal in the way it describes their intentions, but it also shows that the mother shares the same childish nuance of blaming the people they deem as their protectors. [daddy was an asshole, he fucked you up built the gears in your head, now he greases them up] she blames the father for fucking it all up, and maybe suggests that their plans for what is to happen to the baby differ. another major motif referenced in these lyrics is the rings. im not sure if the rings are placed on the mother and father, or the mother and the child, but the rings act as a sort of chain that binds the two wearers together. [there's two people living in one small room from your two half-families tearing at you two ways to tell the story (no one worries) two silver rings on our fingers in a hurry] the two people living inside on small room is her and her baby. the half families are the mother and the father of the child and the war that rages between them about their child. but it seems like the mother continuously closely references the father and the child, the lack of a distinction highlighting her mental vulnerability and her confusion. in track “shiva”, it returns to the child’s perspective, post-abortion. [suddenly every machine stopped at once and the monitors beeped the last time] the beep signifies the death of the child. [well, i was lying down with my feet in the air completely unable to move the bed was misshaped, and awkward and tall and clearly intended for you] the position referred to could be the fetal position. the baby has no motor skill and is lying alone in a hospital bed that he knows was for the mother, who is not there. [you checked yourself out when you put me to bed and tore that old band off your wrist but you came back to see me for a minute or less and left me your ring in my fist] im not sure if it truly was an abortion. i don’t think the mothers give birth to the child if it is killed during the first trimester. it could have been an induced miscarriage, but i believe that the baby was physically born. the mother leaves him but comes back to look at him, and then goes again, leaving the baby the ring, signifying that their bond is broken. |
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