I would agree with that. I don't think the song is entirely about the industry, but that definitely is used in creating the complete idea that societal burdens ruin the soul. That second verse (as well as the chorus, it seems) conveys that the pressure of the process leaves little room for ispiration.. "call me up congratulations ain't the real why, there's no pressure besides billions, let's say by day 9." the phony mediator between the artist and the industry, humouring a dying layne to make sure that the record gets out.
I would agree with that. I don't think the song is entirely about the industry, but that definitely is used in creating the complete idea that societal burdens ruin the soul. That second verse (as well as the chorus, it seems) conveys that the pressure of the process leaves little room for ispiration.. "call me up congratulations ain't the real why, there's no pressure besides billions, let's say by day 9." the phony mediator between the artist and the industry, humouring a dying layne to make sure that the record gets out.
i always thought this was about the record industry
I would agree with that. I don't think the song is entirely about the industry, but that definitely is used in creating the complete idea that societal burdens ruin the soul. That second verse (as well as the chorus, it seems) conveys that the pressure of the process leaves little room for ispiration.. "call me up congratulations ain't the real why, there's no pressure besides billions, let's say by day 9." the phony mediator between the artist and the industry, humouring a dying layne to make sure that the record gets out.
I would agree with that. I don't think the song is entirely about the industry, but that definitely is used in creating the complete idea that societal burdens ruin the soul. That second verse (as well as the chorus, it seems) conveys that the pressure of the process leaves little room for ispiration.. "call me up congratulations ain't the real why, there's no pressure besides billions, let's say by day 9." the phony mediator between the artist and the industry, humouring a dying layne to make sure that the record gets out.