Indie Cindy and the Lo-Fi Lullabies Lyrics
released her first LP,
entitled "Moe Is We"
to the private public just the other day
through Cindy's very own label,
Acrobat Unstable Records.
that it even scratched
was in Cindy's heart,
which would fall apart
'cause it was barely attached
to anything other than
broken synthesizer keys,
cassette tapes and burned CDs.
ain't getting very big
in fact, her only gig
was pathetic even though she dreamed it up.
In fact, it was a nightmare.
the sound just wasn't right there,
and when she woke up,
that was when
Indie Cindy broke up.
She broke up
not for artistic differences,
she just tore her studio down.
Threw her equipment around
in cyclonic displacement,
'til it looked like her basement again.
This is a really sad song... But what it seems to be, is a dream a woman, or perhaps a girl, had of forming a band.. She gathers it together, but when she releases an LP, it doesn't get anywhere..
Then it gets foggy with "even though she dreamed it up." Meaning... either literally, in that she dreamed of a failing gig then freaked out, or by the next line about a nightmare, that instead of a dream gig it was horrible. She/the band breaks up after that little bit, then her basement's back to normal... Meaning either he dream's over literally, or that her dream of hitting it big is over.
To be specific, it's about a girl who, in secret, makes songs by herself as a solo artist called Indie Cindy and the Lo-Fi Lullabies. There's enough inspiration in her to take creative initiative, but she has anxieties and fears that no one will like her music. So she never releases any of it or performs for anyone. Eventually she has a nightmare about a show going badly-- and that's enough to make her give up music altogether. Poor Cindy. She's an archetype of several people I know who are too self-conscious about their art to show it and let it develop.
I think it’s about a girl (Indie Cindy)that makes songs in the genre of lo-fi lullabies. And one day she has a lot of self doubt about these songs that she has made, and thinks that her songs are not good enough (I assume that because of the lyrics “But the only chart that it ever scratch was in Cindy’s heart which would fall apart Cause it was barely attach. To anything other than Broken synthesizer keys, Cassette tapes and burnt CDs) So in all that self doubt she quote on quote “tore her studio down” “threw her equipment around” “until it was her basement again”…..sad story
I like the alternate version of this song better than the original. I think it's about a girl who wants to be famous but realises that the dream won't come true, and is devastated by it.
I think it’s about a girl (Indie Cindy)that makes songs in the genre of lo-fi lullabies. And one day she has a lot of self doubt about these songs that she has made, and thinks that her songs are not good enough (I assume that because of the lyrics “But the only chart that it ever scratch was in Cindy’s heart which would fall apart Cause it was barely attach. To anything other than Broken synthesizer keys, Cassette tapes and burnt CDs) So in all that self doubt she quote on quote “tore her studio down” “threw her equipment around” “until it was her basement again”…..sad story
I think it’s about a girl (Indie Cindy)that makes songs in the genre of lo-fi lullabies. And one day she has a lot of self doubt about these songs that she has made, and thinks that her songs are not good enough (I assume that because of the lyrics “But the only chart that it ever scratch was in Cindy’s heart which would fall apart Cause it was barely attach. To anything other than Broken synthesizer keys, Cassette tapes and burnt CDs) So in all that self doubt she quote on quote “tore her studio down” “threw her equipment around” “until it was her basement again”…..sad story