Jasper Johns would say "yes I see that" to any interpretation of his work. My guess is what ever you see in a painting, song, poem is right for who you are at the moment. So for me, the occupant (of a soul) is a person who gives shallow lip service-letter, as opposed to unspoken action, meditation, belief. . . to a god. Eventual downfall- a broken soul, the bill =$, ask for anything-the moon, shoot what I want- just be yourself, the last 10 min.-now, time passing, & just now bets their hand on $ is a trade causing...
Jasper Johns would say "yes I see that" to any interpretation of his work. My guess is what ever you see in a painting, song, poem is right for who you are at the moment. So for me, the occupant (of a soul) is a person who gives shallow lip service-letter, as opposed to unspoken action, meditation, belief. . . to a god. Eventual downfall- a broken soul, the bill =$, ask for anything-the moon, shoot what I want- just be yourself, the last 10 min.-now, time passing, & just now bets their hand on $ is a trade causing despair (hell) since the 70s--birth, a long time, trading away compassion for "I-wants". the enemy-(evil's) good times- never too great, bring tears (hope for this person) still they freeze-hell freezes over?, you skate away till death, or really forever where yes, whatever, life, the universe is all wrong.
where have all sensations gone?- good question leading to good
the song-compassion
I really like the "date" setup, as a former dining room server it reminds me of observed dates gone sour. Or even long time relationships. Or hookers!
The lines that really gets me are, "Where the hell have the 70s brought me/You traded me away long ago" What's this about? Anti-feminism? Is Neko expected to pay the bill? Shit, where did the good times go?
The main chorus line... "For the love of a god, you said/ Not a letter from an occupant" comes to me as an exercise in contrast between absolute power, lordship and...
I really like the "date" setup, as a former dining room server it reminds me of observed dates gone sour. Or even long time relationships. Or hookers!
The lines that really gets me are, "Where the hell have the 70s brought me/You traded me away long ago" What's this about? Anti-feminism? Is Neko expected to pay the bill? Shit, where did the good times go?
The main chorus line... "For the love of a god, you said/ Not a letter from an occupant" comes to me as an exercise in contrast between absolute power, lordship and servitude, a pecarious state in the world, insecurity, the unpriviliged freedom of rejection and isolation.
Groovy rock and roll back beat and wavy melody. Neko's vocals are piercing and the lyrics are thought provoking and unsettling. **/***
1st Review
What does "an occupant" refer to?
Jasper Johns would say "yes I see that" to any interpretation of his work. My guess is what ever you see in a painting, song, poem is right for who you are at the moment. So for me, the occupant (of a soul) is a person who gives shallow lip service-letter, as opposed to unspoken action, meditation, belief. . . to a god. Eventual downfall- a broken soul, the bill =$, ask for anything-the moon, shoot what I want- just be yourself, the last 10 min.-now, time passing, & just now bets their hand on $ is a trade causing...
Jasper Johns would say "yes I see that" to any interpretation of his work. My guess is what ever you see in a painting, song, poem is right for who you are at the moment. So for me, the occupant (of a soul) is a person who gives shallow lip service-letter, as opposed to unspoken action, meditation, belief. . . to a god. Eventual downfall- a broken soul, the bill =$, ask for anything-the moon, shoot what I want- just be yourself, the last 10 min.-now, time passing, & just now bets their hand on $ is a trade causing despair (hell) since the 70s--birth, a long time, trading away compassion for "I-wants". the enemy-(evil's) good times- never too great, bring tears (hope for this person) still they freeze-hell freezes over?, you skate away till death, or really forever where yes, whatever, life, the universe is all wrong. where have all sensations gone?- good question leading to good the song-compassion
I really like the "date" setup, as a former dining room server it reminds me of observed dates gone sour. Or even long time relationships. Or hookers! The lines that really gets me are, "Where the hell have the 70s brought me/You traded me away long ago" What's this about? Anti-feminism? Is Neko expected to pay the bill? Shit, where did the good times go? The main chorus line... "For the love of a god, you said/ Not a letter from an occupant" comes to me as an exercise in contrast between absolute power, lordship and...
I really like the "date" setup, as a former dining room server it reminds me of observed dates gone sour. Or even long time relationships. Or hookers! The lines that really gets me are, "Where the hell have the 70s brought me/You traded me away long ago" What's this about? Anti-feminism? Is Neko expected to pay the bill? Shit, where did the good times go?
The main chorus line... "For the love of a god, you said/ Not a letter from an occupant" comes to me as an exercise in contrast between absolute power, lordship and servitude, a pecarious state in the world, insecurity, the unpriviliged freedom of rejection and isolation. Groovy rock and roll back beat and wavy melody. Neko's vocals are piercing and the lyrics are thought provoking and unsettling. **/*** 1st Review