Look, this song is darkness, black. This song shoots straight from the core of Layne's being. I believe it provided Layne the opportunity to express the contempt he feels for everyone and everything including himself. He's done with everything and hopeless. He still likes getting high regardless of what anyone thinks and we're all irritating him. I can't imagine feeling as out of control as Layne must have felt at this point.
I really think Layne became fixated on what other people thought of him because of his inability to think about anything but getting high. Its a paranoid obsession. He observantly describes how irritated he is about how he's been treated and represented. I believe the fixation is reflective of the hopelessness of his addiction, as if he's aware that he's completely done himself in and is ashamed of it but accepts it knowing he can't do anything about it. So he displaces his anger and frustration other people's perceptions. It's a blame game by a junkie where, he's fucked, a slave to heroin and you're all pissing him off by paying attention to him. I think he was too burnt to have many major thoughts of his own so he focused on everyone else's. A vicious cycle which lead to anger, frustration and depression.
"One day my plane leaves, some way my head creeps" = I am going to die, sooner than later, look at how fucked I am.
Oh btw, i hate the drum production on this song. The drum pattern Sean's playing is thoroughly badass but it couldn't have been mixed to sound any smaller or flatter. I still can't figure out what they were thinking, or maybe they forgot about it. Grind has a decent drum sound, why not here? Other songs suffer from this quiet, flat sound, maybe they didn't give a shit what people thought. What do I know...
Look, this song is darkness, black. This song shoots straight from the core of Layne's being. I believe it provided Layne the opportunity to express the contempt he feels for everyone and everything including himself. He's done with everything and hopeless. He still likes getting high regardless of what anyone thinks and we're all irritating him. I can't imagine feeling as out of control as Layne must have felt at this point.
I really think Layne became fixated on what other people thought of him because of his inability to think about anything but getting high. Its a paranoid obsession. He observantly describes how irritated he is about how he's been treated and represented. I believe the fixation is reflective of the hopelessness of his addiction, as if he's aware that he's completely done himself in and is ashamed of it but accepts it knowing he can't do anything about it. So he displaces his anger and frustration other people's perceptions. It's a blame game by a junkie where, he's fucked, a slave to heroin and you're all pissing him off by paying attention to him. I think he was too burnt to have many major thoughts of his own so he focused on everyone else's. A vicious cycle which lead to anger, frustration and depression.
"One day my plane leaves, some way my head creeps" = I am going to die, sooner than later, look at how fucked I am.
Oh btw, i hate the drum production on this song. The drum pattern Sean's playing is thoroughly badass but it couldn't have been mixed to sound any smaller or flatter. I still can't figure out what they were thinking, or maybe they forgot about it. Grind has a decent drum sound, why not here? Other songs suffer from this quiet, flat sound, maybe they didn't give a shit what people thought. What do I know...
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@shadeshift I legit have no idea what you're referring to about the drums, they don't seem obscured at all and the pattern is easily noticeable.
@shadeshift I legit have no idea what you're referring to about the drums, they don't seem obscured at all and the pattern is easily noticeable.