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ok, lets try something, after all it doesnt matter that the song is instrumental, because the song is part of an album, and even as a title, it should/could be interpreted as having a contribution to the concept of the album, or anyways, just for the funsies.
tit smoking in the temple of artesan mimicry:
mimicry is the hability that certain species develop to mimic other species in order to gain advantages, protection, survival as a whole.
tit smoking resembles neurosis, and the mention of orality (smoke-suck, cigarrete-tit; these analogies will serve my interpretation later), specifically orality with the tit, resembles 'mother', which for its turn symbolizes 'origin'.
Now i'm gonna do a little fooling around with the title to clarify my intention: tit-smoking is a mimicry thought by (a very witty, despite decadent) an artesan (its a human invention). Or else, tit smoking is the most common human behaviour, its our need for tit, our need for origin, its oedipus, we want to go to our origin, we want to do it with our mother (but in doing that we are very stupid, because doing her is easy - what we never get to is that 'origin', basically because its an illusion, its something we desire very much, it would be something to hold on to, it would be the 'self itself', the 'real self', 'who we are', 'who we really are inside', our 'essence'). There could be a further interpretation that all our adulthood orality, including of course smoking cigarretes, is product of that repressed desire, the need of origin, that we had to give up some day around our childhood when we realized or someone forced us into realizing that we couldn't do our mothers, but its really something bigger, its a human need, therefore that smart artesan (as in its a human artifice) called mimicry (mimicryanism, or neurosis) created tit-smoking, nail-biting, compulsive eating (or in histeric neurosis, vomiting, etc) in order for us, weak but quite frankly pathetic humans, survive. Sorry for any misspeling (if that word exists), and well, its just an interpretation, a long one, sure, but i thought for a second it could make someone who read it think. or not, what do i care. its already there. anyway, great instrumental, and devendra rocks the sox.
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haha, it astounds me that the "lyrics" for this should even be here. but i do love devendra, so its all good.
fun to play
fun to listen to
This song is about how Devendra Banhart is good at playing the guitar. Oh, and about smoking a tit in the temple of artesian mimicry.
GOOD THING I EXPLAINED THAT FOR YOU GUYS HUH
ok, lets try something, after all it doesnt matter that the song is instrumental, because the song is part of an album, and even as a title, it should/could be interpreted as having a contribution to the concept of the album, or anyways, just for the funsies.
tit smoking in the temple of artesan mimicry: mimicry is the hability that certain species develop to mimic other species in order to gain advantages, protection, survival as a whole. tit smoking resembles neurosis, and the mention of orality (smoke-suck, cigarrete-tit; these analogies will serve my interpretation later), specifically orality with the tit, resembles 'mother', which for its turn symbolizes 'origin'. Now i'm gonna do a little fooling around with the title to clarify my intention: tit-smoking is a mimicry thought by (a very witty, despite decadent) an artesan (its a human invention). Or else, tit smoking is the most common human behaviour, its our need for tit, our need for origin, its oedipus, we want to go to our origin, we want to do it with our mother (but in doing that we are very stupid, because doing her is easy - what we never get to is that 'origin', basically because its an illusion, its something we desire very much, it would be something to hold on to, it would be the 'self itself', the 'real self', 'who we are', 'who we really are inside', our 'essence'). There could be a further interpretation that all our adulthood orality, including of course smoking cigarretes, is product of that repressed desire, the need of origin, that we had to give up some day around our childhood when we realized or someone forced us into realizing that we couldn't do our mothers, but its really something bigger, its a human need, therefore that smart artesan (as in its a human artifice) called mimicry (mimicryanism, or neurosis) created tit-smoking, nail-biting, compulsive eating (or in histeric neurosis, vomiting, etc) in order for us, weak but quite frankly pathetic humans, survive. Sorry for any misspeling (if that word exists), and well, its just an interpretation, a long one, sure, but i thought for a second it could make someone who read it think. or not, what do i care. its already there. anyway, great instrumental, and devendra rocks the sox.