Kelgray and Beyond

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A New Interpretation

Got bored so I figured I’d interpret a song for fun.  Today we’ll be studying Nada by The Refreshments from Fizzy Fuzzy Big and Buzzy.  Here’re the lyrics:

I see the lightning from the storm down in Mexico
And I see my speedometer doesn’t work
I cross the desert and disappear into the tumbleweeds
I tip the bottle and bite the lime

I hear the thunder in the storm down in Mexico
And I leave the border far behind
I feel the dust stick up my teeth and turn my sweat to mud
I tip the bottle and bite the lime

There ain’t no moral to this story at all
And anything I tell you very well could be a lie
Been away from the living I don’t need to be forgiven
I’m just waiting for that coal black soul of mine
To come alive

Well I feel the wind blown from the storm down in Mexico
Gasoline for another hundred miles
I cross a river and leave my shoes upon the other side
I tip the bottle and bite the lime

There ain’t no moral to this story at all
And anything I tell you very well could be a lie
Been away from the living I don’t need to be forgiven
I’m just waiting for that coal black, sun cracked soul of mine
To come alive

Come alive

Well I feel the raindrops from the storm down in Mexico
Truck will go no further out of gas
I walk through the desert past a lizard and a rattlesnake
I tip the bottle and bite the lime

There ain’t no moral to this story at all
And anything I tell you very well could be a lie
There ain’t no moral to these stories at all
And everything I tell you can bet will be a lie
Been away from the living I don’t need to be forgiven
I’m just waiting for that coal black, sun cracked, numb inside soul of mine
To come alive

Come alive

So there we have it.  First thing that got me about this song was the first two lines of the chorus.  There and no moral and I’m telling you lies.  Which means that there is an intended moral to the story.  So what could that moral be?  Well the song is telling a story of his trek into Mexico, but, again, this is a lie, which means that the story itself is a metaphor.  My interpretation is that the storm in Mexico is some sort of sad feeling that he’s been keeping bottled up, and so he’s travelling towards it (using tequila to help him get there).  He sees the lightning, knows what’s coming, hears the thunder, knows he has to do something about it, leaves the border far behind, passes the point of no return, feels the wind blown, starts to feel what he’s been bottled up, feels the raindrops, cries it out.  So there’s what i figure the story means, so, again, what’s the moral.  Seems to me that the moral is an important one.  If you got some feelings, you gotta work through them so that you can get your numb soul to come back alive.

So there’s how I see the song, if you managed to read through it please let me know what you think or if you have any further ideas.

July 8, 2007 Posted by | Musical Notes, Poetry, Popular People, The Refreshments | 1 Comment

Animal Farm

After a year of logging in almost every day (and more often than not more than once a day) I finally decided to quit playing Utopia . It had lost it’s fun as my imaginary province was tired of being one of the best imaginary provinces in my imaginary kingdom while putting less than enough effort into it. It’s funny how the kingdom collapsed. It wasn’t due to lack of orginization or straight forward leadership. It was from apathy. Everyone stoppped caring. And as soon as that happened it all fell apart. This is the last post I wrote in my Kingdom’s forums along with the necessary information to kill my province:

March 5th, YR10
Remember when the horse dies and they turn him into glue?

Candy mountain lies just yonder…….

– The Humble Sir Rilom

February 2, 2007 Posted by | Games, Generalities, Poetry, Videogames, Writings | Leave a comment

A little glowing friend

Birdhouse In Your Soul.  Voted best song on This Might Be A Wiki.  Arguably one of the deepest songs that They Might Be Giants have written.  It’s a song about a nightlight.  A blue canary that keeps the darkness out of your room.  Many people see the song as stopping there, but I’ve always seen more.  Here’s what I wrote on the interpretations page of the song on tmbw.net:

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January 30, 2007 Posted by | Musical Notes, Poetry, They Might Be Giants | 1 Comment