I talked to Malkmus about this song after a gig in Leeds, UK. We talked about how in Jason and the Argonauts the gods look down up on the humans and play them like chess and how he liked that idea. I got to tell him that 'Her slurred medievil accent was like a puddle at my feet' was one of my favourite ever lyrics.
While I appreciate anyone's acknowledgment and analysis of this tune, I say wrong be you all. This is about any hip/college town on a Friday night. Those who live beyond the typical "get drunk and find a hole to fuck" know what S.M. is talking bout. Think about song in a way where you are going out on a weekend night, only you are sober the whole time. Watching the public do what they think they need to do, you'll see everyone bleeding their money to the bar and holding on to a twinkle in...
While I appreciate anyone's acknowledgment and analysis of this tune, I say wrong be you all. This is about any hip/college town on a Friday night. Those who live beyond the typical "get drunk and find a hole to fuck" know what S.M. is talking bout. Think about song in a way where you are going out on a weekend night, only you are sober the whole time. Watching the public do what they think they need to do, you'll see everyone bleeding their money to the bar and holding on to a twinkle in their eye so they can do what everyone is there to do essentially: fuck someone.
I talked to Malkmus about this song after a gig in Leeds, UK. We talked about how in Jason and the Argonauts the gods look down up on the humans and play them like chess and how he liked that idea. I got to tell him that 'Her slurred medievil accent was like a puddle at my feet' was one of my favourite ever lyrics.
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While I appreciate anyone's acknowledgment and analysis of this tune, I say wrong be you all. This is about any hip/college town on a Friday night. Those who live beyond the typical "get drunk and find a hole to fuck" know what S.M. is talking bout. Think about song in a way where you are going out on a weekend night, only you are sober the whole time. Watching the public do what they think they need to do, you'll see everyone bleeding their money to the bar and holding on to a twinkle in...
While I appreciate anyone's acknowledgment and analysis of this tune, I say wrong be you all. This is about any hip/college town on a Friday night. Those who live beyond the typical "get drunk and find a hole to fuck" know what S.M. is talking bout. Think about song in a way where you are going out on a weekend night, only you are sober the whole time. Watching the public do what they think they need to do, you'll see everyone bleeding their money to the bar and holding on to a twinkle in their eye so they can do what everyone is there to do essentially: fuck someone.