Jane's Addiction vocalist Perry Farrell gives Adam Reader some heartfelt insight into Jane’s Addiction's hard rock manifesto "Mountain Song", which was the second single from their revolutionary album Nothing's Shocking. Mountain song was first recorded in 1986 and appeared on the soundtrack to the film Dudes starring Jon Cryer. The version on Nothing's Shocking was re-recorded in 1988.
"'Mountain Song' was actually about... I hate to say it but... drugs. Climbing this mountain and getting as high as you can, and then coming down that mountain," reveals Farrell. "What it feels to descend from the mountain top... not easy at all. The ascension is tough but exhilarating. Getting down is... it's a real bummer. Drugs is not for everybody obviously. For me, I wanted to experience the heights, and the lows come along with it."
"There's a part - 'Cash in now honey, cash in Miss Smith.' Miss Smith is my Mother; our last name was Smith. Cashing in when she cashed in her life. So... she decided that, to her... at that time, she was desperate. Life wasn't worth it for her, that was her opinion. Some people think, never take your life, and some people find that their life isn't worth living. She was in love with my Dad, and my Dad was not faithful to her, and it broke her heart. She was very desperate and she did something that I know she regrets."
Bloodied, torn and twisted
Severe mutilation is all that remains
Stagnating in shrink-wrap
Empty the contents onto the mortuary slab...
The morbid, muted body
Is dissected, lacerated and shred -
Life is hard as a mortuary technician
The fumes go straight to my head...
The trunk now depleting gristle, with bactericidal decay
This discissed disarticulation I bludgeon as I ablate...
Diluted spittle, bile and gore
Congealing puddles on the floor
Grotesquely dismembered
As the cavities I harshly sever...
Stabbing at the trachea, chest with walls I puncture
Slicing back flesh I tear, subject to malacia...
Advanced rigor mortis, the corpse internally bruised
Kaleidoscope livor mortis, the carcass a shade of livid blue
Joints are stiffened, I now bend and crack
The cerebrum pulped, with cranial collapse...
Bodily embalmed and fluids tapped
Maceration is oozing, as the insides I unwrap...
Finished with the fragments, a mass of stinking waste
Spread-eagled bloody mess, I hastily eviscerate...
Advanced pyathrosis - let there be rot (fun in the morgue)
Foul autodigestion - necrotic mutation...
The gaping chest is crudely stitched up
Internal organs are hastily replaced
The carnage totally disfigured
Another pathological waste...
Flowing blood crusts
The corpse is totally rotten to the core
The miserable, festering stiff
I dismember with my saw...
The wounds are stitched, I shabbily try to repair
Disintegrating with histolycis and everyday wear and tear...
"Cadaveric dissolution, sliced, ripped and deceased
Eructated gases are gurgling as they bleed
Congested pus, blood and autodigested gore
Tissue corrodes as aggression gnaws..."
The mortuary table I now wipe, sponge and clean
Washing away the remains of life, the slab now gleams...
The evaporating reek of putrefaction gets right up my nose
Carnage, chunks and leftover pieces in the bin I dispose...
Advanced pyathrosis - let there be rot (fun in the morgue)
Foul autodigestion - necrotic mutation...
Severe mutilation is all that remains
Stagnating in shrink-wrap
Empty the contents onto the mortuary slab...
The morbid, muted body
Is dissected, lacerated and shred -
Life is hard as a mortuary technician
The fumes go straight to my head...
The trunk now depleting gristle, with bactericidal decay
This discissed disarticulation I bludgeon as I ablate...
Diluted spittle, bile and gore
Congealing puddles on the floor
Grotesquely dismembered
As the cavities I harshly sever...
Stabbing at the trachea, chest with walls I puncture
Slicing back flesh I tear, subject to malacia...
Advanced rigor mortis, the corpse internally bruised
Kaleidoscope livor mortis, the carcass a shade of livid blue
Joints are stiffened, I now bend and crack
The cerebrum pulped, with cranial collapse...
Bodily embalmed and fluids tapped
Maceration is oozing, as the insides I unwrap...
Finished with the fragments, a mass of stinking waste
Spread-eagled bloody mess, I hastily eviscerate...
Advanced pyathrosis - let there be rot (fun in the morgue)
Foul autodigestion - necrotic mutation...
The gaping chest is crudely stitched up
Internal organs are hastily replaced
The carnage totally disfigured
Another pathological waste...
Flowing blood crusts
The corpse is totally rotten to the core
The miserable, festering stiff
I dismember with my saw...
The wounds are stitched, I shabbily try to repair
Disintegrating with histolycis and everyday wear and tear...
"Cadaveric dissolution, sliced, ripped and deceased
Eructated gases are gurgling as they bleed
Congested pus, blood and autodigested gore
Tissue corrodes as aggression gnaws..."
The mortuary table I now wipe, sponge and clean
Washing away the remains of life, the slab now gleams...
The evaporating reek of putrefaction gets right up my nose
Carnage, chunks and leftover pieces in the bin I dispose...
Advanced pyathrosis - let there be rot (fun in the morgue)
Foul autodigestion - necrotic mutation...
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Guiffpornography: ive got a cure for you: E-D-U-C-A-T-I-O-N. anyway, this song is brutal, and it obviously upsets the intellectually deficient which is something of a Darwinian thing. I feel this songs greatest characteristic is its use of speed metal and rythm. There is a great combo here and you can almost experience the mosh pit while listening. The end of the song has an unforgettable rythm giving it even more moshicity (so what, i made up a word: moshicity. haha). If speed and large words offend, you wont like. Carcass is like scotch: its an acquired taste. I hated these guys when I first heard them. Now, cant put them down. All this after they break up.