Thejambi wrote:Ed used to be masterful in his placement of "Fuck".
I've never thought Eddie cursed particularly well, outside of the fuck you in not for you. Although it's never been that important a part of the writing
Oh back in the day...the build up of air with a tight lip. The f slurring ever slightly until it erupted in to a thumping syllable of profane excellence. He used to deliver it in a way that epitomized exactly what the word meant and was meant to feel like.
I need a cigarette.
There's the dog. You can't fake that stuff. Confess with your mouth.
Thejambi wrote:Ed used to be masterful in his placement of "Fuck".
I've never thought Eddie cursed particularly well, outside of the fuck you in not for you. Although it's never been that important a part of the writing
Oh back in the day...the build up of air with a tight lip. The f slurring ever slightly until it erupted in to a thumping syllable of profane excellence. He used to deliver it in a way that epitomized exactly what the word meant and was meant to feel like.
stip wrote:yeah, sad is a great song, but for the music and the atmosphere. There's little in sad I'd point to as an exercise in fantastic lyric writing
I've always liked the "And his holiness is proof" line in the context of the interplay between Sad and Other Side.
stip wrote:yeah, sad is a great song, but for the music and the atmosphere. There's little in sad I'd point to as an exercise in fantastic lyric writing
Really? I think the "An undertow of futures laid to waste" line is fantastic.
stip wrote:yeah, sad is a great song, but for the music and the atmosphere. There's little in sad I'd point to as an exercise in fantastic lyric writing
Really? I think the "An undertow of futures laid to waste" line is fantastic.
What does it mean?
RisingTides wrote:There is more kindness on the internet than we would care to admit to ourselves. Sometimes we are so afraid of falling victim to a ruse, we miss out on actual opportunities.
turned2black wrote:in his room with memories for days, he faced
an undertow of future’s laid to waste, embraced
by the loss of one he could not replace
holy fuck, who is this band?
Looks like he came up with three rhyming words first and then clumsily wrote the other lyrics around them.
I guess you could say I didn't even see those trees
Vitalogist wrote:As a hotel manager, you can imagine the amount of beige I’ve seen in my career.
stip wrote:yeah, sad is a great song, but for the music and the atmosphere. There's little in sad I'd point to as an exercise in fantastic lyric writing
Really? I think the "An undertow of futures laid to waste" line is fantastic.
What does it mean?
That all of the plans and ideas he had for his future are all rendered useless without his significant other in the picture, and the weight of all of these "never will be's" pulls him in the opposite direction of the rest of the world, which carries on almost indifferently in the absence of his lover.
stip wrote:yeah, sad is a great song, but for the music and the atmosphere. There's little in sad I'd point to as an exercise in fantastic lyric writing
Really? I think the "An undertow of futures laid to waste" line is fantastic.
What does it mean?
girl dumped him yo
and he sad
Vitalogist wrote:As a hotel manager, you can imagine the amount of beige I’ve seen in my career.
stip wrote:yeah, sad is a great song, but for the music and the atmosphere. There's little in sad I'd point to as an exercise in fantastic lyric writing
Really? I think the "An undertow of futures laid to waste" line is fantastic.
What does it mean?
That all of the plans and ideas he had for his future are all rendered useless without his significant other in the picture, and the weight of all of these "never will be's" pulls him in the opposite direction of the rest of the world, which carries on almost indifferently in the absence of his lover.
Wow. I was going to then say 'Well OK, but why "undertow?", but you explained it. I wasn't expecting that.
RisingTides wrote:There is more kindness on the internet than we would care to admit to ourselves. Sometimes we are so afraid of falling victim to a ruse, we miss out on actual opportunities.
And once outside the undertow, there's him and her and nothing more. If not for love, he would be drowning. He's seen it work both ways?
RisingTides wrote:There is more kindness on the internet than we would care to admit to ourselves. Sometimes we are so afraid of falling victim to a ruse, we miss out on actual opportunities.
harmless wrote:And once outside the undertow, there's him and her and nothing more. If not for love, he would be drowning. He's seen it work both ways?
holy shit
Vitalogist wrote:As a hotel manager, you can imagine the amount of beige I’ve seen in my career.
harmless wrote:And once outside the undertow, there's him and her and nothing more. If not for love, he would be drowning. He's seen it work both ways?
"Darkness comes in waves.
Tell me, why invite it to stay?
You're one with negativity.
Yes, comfort is an energy,
but why let the sad song play?
(hahahaha)"
It's a fantastic bridge from a mediocre song.
RisingTides wrote:There is more kindness on the internet than we would care to admit to ourselves. Sometimes we are so afraid of falling victim to a ruse, we miss out on actual opportunities.
harmless wrote:And once outside the undertow, there's him and her and nothing more. If not for love, he would be drowning. He's seen it work both ways?
holy shit
that's the moss in the aforementioned verse
I LOVE the use of "aforementioned" in a song
Vitalogist wrote:As a hotel manager, you can imagine the amount of beige I’ve seen in my career.
harmless wrote:And once outside the undertow, there's him and her and nothing more. If not for love, he would be drowning. He's seen it work both ways?
These lyrics are a bit like a Dickens short story on their own, but in the context of the song they usually make me shed a tear.
"It's my fault now
Having caught a sickness in my bones
How it pains to leave you here
With the kids on your own
Just don't let me go"
RisingTides wrote:There is more kindness on the internet than we would care to admit to ourselves. Sometimes we are so afraid of falling victim to a ruse, we miss out on actual opportunities.
ok, mushy time
