These lyrics above at the mo seem to be about Monica by the way...
I see 'Last Of The Steam-Powered Trains' as a cri de coeur of the analog era, of the working class man, or of the young rabble rouser, when all his "friends are all middle class and grey", "And all this peaceful living is driving me insane!"
I feel this way a lot recently; I was at my brother's wedding this weekend, and a couple of old friends came up to me and said, "Wow, you're drunk enough for us both" and other comments about my drunkenness (I wasn't even that drunk), and I was like, "BEING DRUNK USED TO BE THE THING WE DID, REMEMBER?" and also "IT'S MY BROTHER'S WEDDING, NOW SHUT UP AND GET DRUNK!"
It's a longing for a time when we were the "blood and sweat brigade", when we didn't have to pretend we were all boring and serious and adult and clean and quiet and and and and...
These lyrics above at the mo seem to be about Monica by the way...
I see 'Last Of The Steam-Powered Trains' as a cri de coeur of the analog era, of the working class man, or of the young rabble rouser, when all his "friends are all middle class and grey", "And all this peaceful living is driving me insane!"
I feel this way a lot recently; I was at my brother's wedding this weekend, and a couple of old friends came up to me and said, "Wow, you're drunk enough for us both" and other comments about my drunkenness (I wasn't even that drunk), and I was like, "BEING DRUNK USED TO BE THE THING WE DID, REMEMBER?" and also "IT'S MY BROTHER'S WEDDING, NOW SHUT UP AND GET DRUNK!"
It's a longing for a time when we were the "blood and sweat brigade", when we didn't have to pretend we were all boring and serious and adult and clean and quiet and and and and...