Mike brought over the new LCD Soundsytem CD a week ago. He also brought the new Broken Social Scene. I wrote a poem a few nights ago and was waiting for a musical idea to carry the lyrics. These two albums combined to give me the ideas for the music. The lyrics were inspired emotionally by a personal experience (which literally felt like a spear through my shoulder) but technically they were inspired by my two favorite writers whose influence will be seen throughout this blog.
What you said feels like a spear through my shoulder, an unbearable pain shooting into my heart, you give a twist and the pain radiates, paralyzes my face and shoots the hurt to my feet, I only feel this pain when you start to speak. Your explanation pulls the spear out the wrong way, my tendons rip as you try to be fair. The blood I saved for you in case you were bleeding too spills on the floor as my capillaries tear. The blood rolls off my back as if I didn't care. The blood splashes past the street level stores, up to Bathurst station through the subway doors. The chimes chime and the blood trickles out at Eglinton station close to your house; I haven't bled blood here for over a year. Up north once it's clear that you've moved on I give up hope of turning your gears. My blood gets drawn by a hole in a lung back to a weak kneed boy who was hurt by a spear; a wound I feel every time you're near.
The lyrics are raw, honest, smart, and sharp. The situation doesn't seem resolved in any way by the end of the song, and I think that's okay because what you are feeling seems to be a recurring and lingering combination of feelings that are still with you today.
ReplyDeleteTo tell the truth, I found the percussive "ticking" sound in the background distracting; it was absent from the last portion (2:34-end) and it sounded cleaner. I think just a piano accompaniment in the quieter sections would contrast the two active sections.
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yeah...i think you're right. just took that part out.
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