Ok, probably everyone has sometimes got this thought: [i]'What the hell is this song actually about? '[/i]. I thought I'd start a threat for it to help eachother out a bit and I got a good example to start off with.
Snow Patrol - Set The Fire To The Third Bar.
I know Snow Patrol often has songs which don't really make any sense at all, but there's just this one word that really bugs me; bar.
I mean, it could mean bar as in café or pub, or bar as in a measurebar in musical therms or bar as in a long piece of metal. But none of those definitions actually fit in very well.
The rest of the song is basically about missing someone who's quite far away.
[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bfa9yxCpWoA[/media]
[i]I find a map and draw a straight line
over rivers farms and state lines
the distance from here to where you'd be
it's only finger-lengths that i see
I touch the place
where I'd find your face
my fingers in creases
of distant dark places
I hang my coat up in the first bar
there is no peace that i've found so far
the laughter penetrates my silence
as drunken men find flaws in science
their words mostly noises
ghosts with just voices
your words in my memory
are like music to me
and miles from where you are
I, lay down on the cold ground
and I, I pray that something picks me up
and, sets me down in your warm arms
after i have travelled so far
we'd set the fire to the third bar
we'd share each other like an island
until exhausted close our eyelids
and dreaming pick up from
the last place we left off
your soft skin is weeping
a joy you can't keep in
and miles from where you are
I, lay down on the cold ground
and I, I pray that something picks me up
and, sets me down in your warm arms
[/i]
Don't forget to at least post a link to a video of the song, lyrics will probably be appreciated too.
The simple fact of music is that it is entirely subjective. Music isn't supposed to tell just one thing. We all take different things from it. The artist may have a vision for a song that is entirely lost among their fanbase and an entirely new meaning is found in it.
I know of a song that talks about how addiction ruins you. In the singer's case, its alcohol, but you could also think of it as another type of addiction.
Most bands write stuff that's meaningful.
[QUOTE=Enishi;21539924]The simple fact of music is that it is entirely subjective. Music isn't supposed to tell just one thing. We all take different things from it. The artist may have a vision for a song that is entirely lost among their fanbase and an entirely new meaning is found in it.[/QUOTE]
It's like this for all forms of art.
Well you should give Tool a listen, Maynard( the singer ) uses a lot of metaphorical stuff in his lyrics.
For example "Stinkfist", if taken literally, is about anal fisting, BUT for real it's only about how we eventually become numb to something and need something more extreme to feel satisfied again.
I don't know guys.
There are a lot of songs that are pretty subjective, and then there's others that are pretty straightforward.
Take this song for example:
[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4rqLJpWluz4[/media]
(Forgive the video, but the only other upload of this cuts out the first ten or so seconds of the amazing bass intro)
[quote=Gardenian - Powertool]Open the cap fill up the batteries
Play the game of your life
It's starting to shake
It's ready for you to control
Your flesh starts to sweat
The feeling you need to let go
Just do your thing lose all
the tension and flow
Powertool forever young
forever, forever young
Powertool when we're in bloom
when we're in bloom
Feeling the one handed love
As the best you've ever had
Wiping your mouth and getting
Ready to start again
When your body is shaking
And your sight turns black
You will know that you've found me
The mighty powertool
Powertool forever young
forever, forever young
Powertool when we're in bloom
when we're in bloom[/quote]
I don't see how this can be that subjective. :colbert:
I've been listening to alot of Robert Johnson lately, and he sings alot about the Devil. Maybe he's singing about white people, or girls?
It is subjective, though sometimes I think songs do have a particular meaning, as Gmod4ever said, they're pretty straight-forward. And I bet I'm not the only one that sometimes doesn't understand what the artist's message actually is, that's why I actually created this, but we could go on in a discussion as well..
Well if we're going to use this thread as a springboard for discussing the meaning of songs, let me start us off:
[b]Cynic - Integral Birth[/b]
[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pNGCJzPzAp0[/media]
[quote=Lyrics]I touch the string though the harp may not sing
Still I dig the sky for sun sparks to guide
Down below there's a land with an ominous hole
Dug deep in the sand of belief
A million doves
Orbit round the Earth with tears of blood
Dare the virgin take integral birth
From the void I am born into wave and particle
In the uncreated light emerged an oracle
A million doves
Orbit round the Earth with tears of blood
Slay the dragon, take integral birth
Weep no more
Noble silence usher my way home
A million doves
Orbit round the Earth with tears of blood
Line in sand erased we are but one
Cosmic cavalcade we are but one
Time has come I take integral birth
Reborn[/quote]
I have no fucking clue what it's about. :confused:
I feel as though, if I could decipher what exactly is meant by "integral birth," I could figure out the rest.
[i]"Dare the virgin take integral birth"[/i]
Well it seems like a metaphor to me, but the whole song does.. So I looked the literal meaning up and integral should mean something like whole as in full and birth, well I think you all know what that is..
Obviously a virgin hasn't had sex, so I think it should mean something in the direction of 'Dare someone to do something completely new/ painful.'
I thought of painful because of the sentence before this one 'Orbit round the Earth with tears of blood'
Just trying.. but I'm kinda curious now what others may come up with.
It's an interesting idea. I was reading around, and someone suggested that it's a story taken out of Revelations, where the virgin refers to Virgin Mary, the integral birth referring to giving birth to Christ, and then apparently a dragon is slain in Revelations?
I don't know my Biblical history, unfortunately, so I've no idea how accurate an interpretation that is. :v:
[QUOTE=Gmod4ever;21607187]It's an interesting idea. I was reading around, and someone suggested that it's a story taken out of Revelations, where the virgin refers to Virgin Mary, the integral birth referring to giving birth to Christ, and then apparently a dragon is slain in Revelations?
I don't know my Biblical history, unfortunately, so I've no idea how accurate an interpretation that is. :v:[/QUOTE]
Once you consider songs like Adam's Murmur, this really does make sense.
Would make sense indeed to compare to Virgin Mary. Making another jump as we got Christianity involved already, it might also have to do with the baby being born without sin?
While still on the topic of Cynic, I'm now listening to it the first time, and I'm ashamed that I haven't given it a listen before :ohdear:
[QUOTE=whitespace;21607784]While still on the topic of Cynic, I'm now listening to it the first time, and I'm ashamed that I haven't given it a listen before :ohdear:[/QUOTE]
You should be. Cynic is the shit.
Traced in Air is an epic with no comparison. A true masterpiece end to end.
I'd put it right up there with Dream Theater's Octavarium.
Well I'm just finishing listening the whole Traced In Air album, I have to buy this when I get enough money ( there are probably 10s of albums on that list now :v: )
Well, I think we're pretty concluded on Cynic, so allow me to bring us to the next song I have never been able to get a complete grasp on.
[b]Dark Age - Black September[/b]
[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n9Xnffr_wDY[/media]
[quote=Lyrics]I am the darkest rising
A star that kissed the sky
Faithfully I consume your features
With an injected lies
Bury me, and I'll bury you
Against the odds, it's all I do
Plain whise but you came while calling
Imperialistic lies
Thunder bleeds our purple skies
Carry me to the son who cries
Your caring hearts are full of grain
Our dying children are insane
Will it be today or will it be tomorrow?
It is whatever you say...
...because it feels so real to believe that I heal
No, I am your black September
Unfaithful cries in unfaithful times
Father, fake the colours
I preach them every day
Black blood calls the dollars
Down with life and peace I say
I can hear them talk to me
Fearfull faces all I see
No one climbs the golden tree
So sorry for what we cannot be.
Will it be today or will it be tomorrow?
It is whatever you say...
...because it feels so real to believe that I heal
No, I am your black September
Unfaithful cries in unfaithful times[/quote]
Some questions to consider (or at least, these are the questions I ask myself when trying to figure this song out):
[list]
[*]Who is the "Black September," the one who "consumes your features with an injected lie"?
[*]What is the significance of using the specific color ("Black") and month ("September")? Is this maybe some historic reference?
[*]What does the line "Plain wise, but you came while calling / imperialistic lies" mean?
[*]Why are the children dying? Why are they insane?
[*]What is the significance of the two stanzas after the end of the first chorus? (The end is the "Unfaithful cries..." line)
[/list]
[QUOTE=Gmod4ever;21627375]
[list]
[*]Who is the "Black September," the one who "consumes your features with an injected lie"?
[/list][/QUOTE]
Probably yes and the singer.. More I couldn't answer really
Nirvana - Polly
[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jmj7Z-ZElFg[/media]
I just don't get the song.......
Lyrics
Polly wants a cracker
Think I should get off her first
I think she wants some water
To put out the blow torch
Isn't me
Haven't seen (have a seed)
Let me clip
Your dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Cut yourself (don't hurt yourself)
Want some help
Please myself
I've got some rope
You have been told
I promise you
I have been true
Let me take a ride
Don't hurt yourself
I want some help
Help myself
Polly wants a cracker
Maybe she would like more food
She asked me to untie her
A chase would be nice for a few
Polly says her back hurts
And she's just as bored as me
She caught me off my guard
Amazes me, the will of instinct
[QUOTE=Seppe;21645260]Probably yes and the singer.. More I couldn't answer really[/QUOTE]
I wasn't asking if the Black September is the person that consumes; I was clarifying that the Black September [b]IS[/b] the person who consumes. I was asking who that is supposed to be. :v:
[QUOTE=Akayz;21645300]Nirvana - Polly
[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jmj7Z-ZElFg[/media]
I just don't get the song.......
Lyrics
Polly wants a cracker
Think I should get off her first
I think she wants some water
To put out the blow torch
Isn't me
Haven't seen (have a seed)
Let me clip
Your dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Cut yourself (don't hurt yourself)
Want some help
Please myself
I've got some rope
You have been told
I promise you
I have been true
Let me take a ride
Don't hurt yourself
I want some help
Help myself
Polly wants a cracker
Maybe she would like more food
She asked me to untie her
A chase would be nice for a few
Polly says her back hurts
And she's just as bored as me
She caught me off my guard
Amazes me, the will of instinct[/QUOTE]
Answer to your Q
Girl was raped at a show
Moving on
[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aYOpSCgCN74[/media]
Lyrics are in the video, but I'm posting them for reasing pleasure.
[code]All righty then. Picture this if you will.
10 to 2 AM, X, Yogi DMT, and a box of Krispy Kremes,
in my need-to-know post just outside Area 51
Contemplating the whole chosen people thingy when
just then a flaming stealth banana split the sky like one would hope but
never really expect to see in a place like this
Cutting right angle doughnuts on a dime and stopping right at my Birkenstocks
and me yelping... HOLY FUCKING SHIT
Holy fucking shit
Fucking shit
Holy fucking shit
Holy fucking shit
Holy fucking shit...fucking shit...fucking shit
Then the X-Files being, looking
like some kinda blue-green Jackie Chan
With Isabella Rossellini lips and breath that reeked of vanilla chig champa
Did a slow-mo Matrix decent outta the butt end of the banana vessel
and hovered above my bug-eyes,
My gaping jaw,
And my sweaty L. Ron Hubbard upper lip,
And all I could think was,
I hope Uncle Martin here doesn't notice
That I pissed my fucking pants.
So light in his way
Like an apparition,
He had me crying out,
Fuck me!
It's gotta be
the Deadhead chemistry!
The blotter got right on top of me
Got me seeing E motherfucking T!
And after calming me down with some orange slices and some fetal spooning
E.T. revealed to me his singular purpose,
He said you are the chosen one.
The one who will deliver the message.
A message of hope for those who choose to hear it
And a warning for those who do not.
Me, the chosen one
They chose me
And I didn't graduate from fucking high school!
You had better
You had better
You had better
You had better listen
Then he looked right through me
With somniferous almond eyes
Don't even know what that means
Must remember to write it down,
This is so real
Like the time Dave floated away
See my heart is pounding
'Cause this shit never happens to me!
Can't breathe right now
It was so real
Like I woke up in Wonderland
Also a bit terrifying
I don't wanna be all alone
When I tell this story
And can anyone tell me why
ya'll sound like Peanuts parents
Will I ever be coming down?
This is so real
Finally it's my lucky day
See my heart is racing
'Cause this shit never happens to me
I can't breathe right now
You believe me don't you
Please believe what I just said
See the dead ain't tourin'
And this wasn't all in my head.
See they took me by the hand
And invited me right in
Then they showed me something
I don't even know where to begin
Strapped down to my bed
Feet cold and eyes red
I'm out of my head
Am I alive am I dead
Can't remember what they said
God damn shit the bed
High eye (repeated)
I believe you (repeated, heard faintly in background)
Overwhelmed as one would be
Placed in my position
Such a heavy burden now to be the one
Born to bear and bring to all
The details of our ending
To write it down for all the world to see.
But I forgot my pen
Shit the bed again
Typical.
Strapped down to my bed
Feet cold and eyes red
I'm out of my head
Am I alive am I dead?
Sunkist and sudafed
Gyroscopes and infrared
Won't help the brain-dead
Can't remember what they said
God damn shit the bed
IIIIIII can't remember what they said to me
Can't remember what they said
to make me out to be a hero
Can't remember what he said
Bob help me!
Can't remember what he said
Don't know, won't know (repeated)
God damn shit the bed![/code]
[QUOTE=Gmod4ever;21648579]I wasn't asking if the Black September is the person that consumes; I was clarifying that the Black September [b]IS[/b] the person who consumes. I was asking who that is supposed to be. :v:[/QUOTE]
[i]Black September Palestinian terrorist organization. It emerged after the defeat of the Palestinian guerrilla organizations in Jordan in September 1970, from which event it took its name. It was claimed to be an independent organization, but was apparently a cover for al-Fatah operations, the most infamous of which was the massacre of Israeli athletes at the Munich Olympics in September 1972. Shortly after that event the organization became inactive.[/i]
Probably the terrorist organization.
Interesting, but I'm not seeing a correlation between the song and the terrorist organization.
Granted that your brief summary is all I know of the organization, but I am not seeing any correlation between the lines, "Thunder bleeds our purple skies/Carry me to the son who cries/Your caring hearts are full of grain/Our dying children are insane," and "No one climbs the golden tree/So sorry for what we can not be;" and the murder of athletes.
I can see some similarities within the song, such as "Black blood calls the dollar/Down with life and peace I say," and "I can hear them talk to me/Fearful faces are all I see," but that could just be coincidental, since these are both vague concepts that happens to be shared among terrorist organizations and things such as plague.
Also, while we're on the topic, these two lines are really bothering me, because I don't know what they mean at all:
"Your caring hearts are full of grain,"
and
"Father, fake the colors/I preach them every day."
Any ideas on those two lines? :v:
(As you can probably guess, I'm very enthused when it comes to understanding song lyrics; especially the lyrics of bands such as Dark Age, which have a lot of depth to them [look at the lyrics to the song "Minus Exitus," for example.])
She's a weed whore
And she'll hit you up for a spliff
She'll pretend that she's your friend
And fuck you for a whiff
She'll never buy a bag
She'll never give you dough
She'll come to your door lookin' for a lift
[QUOTE=Gmod4ever;21652293]
"Your caring hearts are full of grain,"
and
"Father, fake the colors/I preach them every day."
Any ideas on those two lines? :v:[/QUOTE]
First one sounds to me like something involving time (the grains of sand in an hourglass) and possibly about how someone's love can just disappear over time
The second may have something to do with creed, pretending to be someone you're not, or maybe it ties into the Black September terrorist attack?
Just thinking and typing so i dunno v:v:v
Alrighty, well, I know we haven't come to a real conclusion with Black September, but I read the lyrics to this song the other day, and I was [b]completely[/b] confounded.
Let's see what we can get out of these lyrics:
[b]Path of Golconda - Stabbing Love Into Her[/b]
(Note that I had to upload the video just now, so it's going to take a while before you can listen)
[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f3k_HXkNHyQ[/media]
[quote=Lyrics]This is the new dimension:
A giant fist burst raw to life
The ancient wheels were set in motion
Stirring mud to magnetise
The poundings of a clockwork nova
Just in track with genocide
Burning white and burning eyes
And left me, tempered, mesmerised
Oh these prophecies of damnation
Never would I dare to seek them in my heart
But dusted streets have brought me, an orphan
Straight before the doors of carnal arts
Counting whores like prey and raptor
Truth announced in grave-deep throat
Speak!
All of it were lies, all the cries I despised
Crystallised – How could you leave me?
Deep down in the lies I despised
To inhale, paralysed?
My Hell is coming…
All of it were lies, all the cries I despised
Crystallised – How could you leave me?
Deep down in the lies I despised
To inhale, paralysed?
Stabbing love into her…
It was the black and pinching suit
That like poisoned ink tattooed
On my skin, in my blood
And the soul beneath
This mark of falling stars
In the afterglow of Mars
A battle lost to Venus
And the role I thieved
A maddening, threatening silence
That hushed Amors within me
To leave the shore towards war
Of worlds and divine order
Now this is a new addiction
Fixed with tender voodoo chants
The world beneath unfolded its Fauna
Serpentine and rotten but paradise
Despair grew through hopeful mantras
Exercised my demons to haunt libertines
For one alone, a key, a secret
Was torn from me by phantom knives
Soon desire forecasts a tragedy
Trashed into the faces of all noble dreams
By melting plots and midnight speeches
A passport to the shadows
On my own decree
Back and forth, this Slash-o-rama
Call it lost, I call it soul
All of it were lies, all the cries I despised
Crystallised – How could you leave me?
Deep down in the lies I despised
To inhale, paralysed?
My Hell is calling…
All of it were lies, all the cries I despised
Crystallised – How could you leave me?
Deep down in the lies I despised
To inhale, paralysed?
So hide this night, your crimson smile, inside
A secret softly saved from all these vulgar eyes
Six feet deeper than their stares could ever seek our
Demonlove
A venom wind within the whirl we’re in
It seemed those hours weren’t ours to begin
But never shall I lose the fate to embroidering the stars…
… A world of glass
… That we grasped
… And lost with every lovelorn caress
This is not supposed to be death
Nor is it my armour of wrath
They never gonna get us
They never gonna get us
They never gonna get us
They never gonna get us now…
Oh no!
Pour your soul into my veins
Strength shall now eradicate
This world, so dazzled, numb of woe
And leave me, drunk on vertigo
Storms awake in my again
Tear down the prison I hid in
I have never fought so strong
Against all dread to see
But your face cried for the moon,
Shall haunt the graves I left too soon
In every sea that leads me forth
And makes me hoarse and stabbing only
Me[/quote]
As you can probably tell, they enjoy their rhyme-schemes. You should read the lyrics to "Foul Winds Through Utopia." So much internal rhyme it's almost awe-inspiring. :v:
headshot by my children my bride
I am the last of a dying breed
the Spartans; built to fight and born to lead
we will destroy the covenant and make them bleed
Cortana lead me through your eyes I will see
Heading off to the halo rings
finding out that earth is the final key
destroying the flood for all eternity
killing brutes, jackals, grunts, and covenant elites
I am the master chief
no one can mess with me
saving the world from catastrophe
unleashin' BXR's and killing sprees
let’s start a match, Team Slayer on Lockout
battle rifles blazin', you're gonna get knocked out
turn the corner, and im'a stick you right in da' grill
gettin’ no scoped beat down, I’m one in a mill'
HEADSHOT!
unstoppable
team skirmish CTF on Zanzibar,
capturing flags, gettin’ my battle scars
time to defend, I’m bustin’ heads with my shotgun
second round secured, another battle won
I am the MASTER CHIEF
no one can MESS WITH ME
saving the world from caTASTROPHE
unstoppables and KILLING SPREES
Awesome
[QUOTE=En-Guage V2;21687709]headshot by my children my bride
I am the last of a dying breed
the Spartans; built to fight and born to lead
we will destroy the covenant and make them bleed
Cortana lead me through your eyes I will see
Heading off to the halo rings
finding out that earth is the final key
destroying the flood for all eternity
killing brutes, jackals, grunts, and covenant elites
I am the master chief
no one can mess with me
saving the world from catastrophe
unleashin' BXR's and killing sprees
let’s start a match, Team Slayer on Lockout
battle rifles blazin', you're gonna get knocked out
turn the corner, and im'a stick you right in da' grill
gettin’ no scoped beat down, I’m one in a mill'
HEADSHOT!
unstoppable
team skirmish CTF on Zanzibar,
capturing flags, gettin’ my battle scars
time to defend, I’m bustin’ heads with my shotgun
second round secured, another battle won
I am the MASTER CHIEF
no one can MESS WITH ME
saving the world from caTASTROPHE
unstoppables and KILLING SPREES
Awesome[/QUOTE]
And which part is not understandable ..?
[QUOTE=Seppe;21817244]And which part is not understandable ..?[/QUOTE]
Just ignore it.
Can we work on the Path of Golconda song? I'm still confused by it. :saddowns:
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