Surprised no one’s commented on this song.
Really rounds out the effervescence that was this album “Alpha Zulu.” This album popped up for me at a really weird crossroads of my life and this song just perfectly encapsulates the feeling of being misunderstood to the one person who you think should get you, but maybe they falter in someway.
I think this song is about noticing the humanity in our loved ones and realizing they can mess up because they are HUMAN, and if we delve into the intricacies that seem to divide or make us distinct, we actually come to realize we’re all the same deep down. Wanting acceptance, love, prosperity for our family and friends and overall just a bittersweet realization when maybe you’ve burned bridges that should have never been burned to begin with.
When I was going through this crossroad in my life I was in a manic phase (thankfully now controlled with meds) and had this overwhelming desire to change my name, and I was set on “Aaron Zoroastrian.” I know, I know what the actual fuck, right? A few days later I get this rec on my music app to listen to the new Phoenix album “Alpha Zulu,” and the album touched upon so many themes I was wrestling with at the time. I forget how I came to the realization that a “good name,” would include the first and last letter of the alphabet. What I found even eerier was that Phoenix also thought this (or at least I thought they must have thought this) with naming their album. Anyway, sorry for the tangent. Hope someone reads thisssss
Surprised no one’s commented on this song. Really rounds out the effervescence that was this album “Alpha Zulu.” This album popped up for me at a really weird crossroads of my life and this song just perfectly encapsulates the feeling of being misunderstood to the one person who you think should get you, but maybe they falter in someway. I think this song is about noticing the humanity in our loved ones and realizing they can mess up because they are HUMAN, and if we delve into the intricacies that seem to divide or make us distinct, we actually come to realize we’re all the same deep down. Wanting acceptance, love, prosperity for our family and friends and overall just a bittersweet realization when maybe you’ve burned bridges that should have never been burned to begin with. When I was going through this crossroad in my life I was in a manic phase (thankfully now controlled with meds) and had this overwhelming desire to change my name, and I was set on “Aaron Zoroastrian.” I know, I know what the actual fuck, right? A few days later I get this rec on my music app to listen to the new Phoenix album “Alpha Zulu,” and the album touched upon so many themes I was wrestling with at the time. I forget how I came to the realization that a “good name,” would include the first and last letter of the alphabet. What I found even eerier was that Phoenix also thought this (or at least I thought they must have thought this) with naming their album. Anyway, sorry for the tangent. Hope someone reads thisssss