It makes perfect sense Mr. York should write about this topic. 1 he grew up in the area 2 his dad was also a nuclear physiciat 3 he is a bloke with brains and a conscience. Which leads me to explain the lines 'there are so many of us, so you can't count' likely refers to the one million plus protesters at the anti war march in 2004 in London. The authorities claimed there were less than half that number. I was fecking there and it seemed like a billion to me! Also, although a great song and a good band. What...
It makes perfect sense Mr. York should write about this topic. 1 he grew up in the area 2 his dad was also a nuclear physiciat 3 he is a bloke with brains and a conscience. Which leads me to explain the lines 'there are so many of us, so you can't count' likely refers to the one million plus protesters at the anti war march in 2004 in London. The authorities claimed there were less than half that number. I was fecking there and it seemed like a billion to me! Also, although a great song and a good band. What makes them or him less than superb is the constant defeatism. Instead of the line' we cant do anything about it'. Which was true, it may not be so always. Peace bros
Freddie, along with most pop idols, sold their soul. Freddie = Seller. Mama = The Buyer. You don’t need a devil, you just need money and power to propagate the idols and their music.
Freddie, along with most pop idols, sold their soul. Freddie = Seller. Mama = The Buyer. You don’t need a devil, you just need money and power to propagate the idols and their music.
Roles • Mama = Buyer. Market caretaking mask. Selects, grooms, pays. Effectively kills the private self by forcing the product. • Narrator = Old Freddie. The unmarketed self. • Product Self = New Freddie. The saleable persona. • Scaramouche = Submission mask. The performer who dances to stay bought. • Chorus “Bismillah” = Contract and moral gatekeepers. They refuse release. •...
Roles • Mama = Buyer. Market caretaking mask. Selects, grooms, pays. Effectively kills the private self by forcing the product. • Narrator = Old Freddie. The unmarketed self. • Product Self = New Freddie. The saleable persona. • Scaramouche = Submission mask. The performer who dances to stay bought. • Chorus “Bismillah” = Contract and moral gatekeepers. They refuse release. • Beelzebub = Penalty clause. Taboo, scandal, damnation. • Galileo/Figaro/Magnifico = fame, spectacle, PR amplification. • Thunderbolts, lightning, fandango = fear, shock cycles, compliance dance.
Act-by-act decode
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“If Mama has no control, how did she kill a man?” • Structural kill. The Buyer sets incentives and terms. The artist performs the act to win the game. Agency is shared, but the selection pressure belongs to the Buyer.
“Scaramouche is Freddie the coward accepting his role?” • Yes in this lens. Scaramouche is the compliant show mask that endures mockery to survive inside the contract.
Ok, i know that songs mean different things to everyone, and sometimes it's easy to think that a song is specifically about something you personally understand or have been through.
Ok, i know that songs mean different things to everyone, and sometimes it's easy to think that a song is specifically about something you personally understand or have been through.
In this case, however, I am almost sure I understand this song.
In this case, however, I am almost sure I understand this song.
My girlfriend of 6 years became addicted to heroin a good few years back. She was intelligent, beautiful, and had the best sense of humor, but her self-hatred brought about on her by her father was absolutely crushing to her soul. I knew after about a year of knowing her, that she would in fact somehow...
My girlfriend of 6 years became addicted to heroin a good few years back. She was intelligent, beautiful, and had the best sense of humor, but her self-hatred brought about on her by her father was absolutely crushing to her soul. I knew after about a year of knowing her, that she would in fact somehow die from something she did to herself. At first I thought suicide, but as she slipped into heroin addiction I realized what really was going to happen.
I talked to her mother about this time and time again, as we tried to find a solution but nothing worked. We always said that we were just "waiting for the funeral" as we cried and tried to cope with the situation. We knew it was coming, and it was something we had already accepted in a weird way before it even happened. The more and more I see this happen to others, the more I see there story is the same, and these lyrics are just so dead on. Before I ever heard this song, these events transpired and when I heard the song for the first time it almost put me to tears and I could have sworn it was written for me (yeah right I know, but I do think it was for people in my situation) Heroin kills many people who are full of self-hatred and recklessly abuse the dangerous drug because they do not care about themselves or their life.
"Really too late to call So we wait for the morning to wake you That's all we got"
The door is locked. Is she dead? Or has she just OD'd somewhat and is so passed out she is not awake or cannot hear the phone or door. These are the worst mornings, nail biting as you assume the worst. Always ready and thinking of that goddamn funeral that is so imminent.
"I'm coming up only to show you down for I'm coming up only to show you wrong"
She is making a mistake, I've tried using the drug myself to get on her level and try to explain, or at least understand more so I can help... I've tried everything.
And in the end, the funeral still comes as you knew it would. And it's a billion day funeral because the sorrow is still so strong as you realize how naive and upset everyone around you is. You thought you were ready for this day, but as it turns out, you re-live all the sorrow a million times each time you see someone cry and want an explanation for how this all happened. Longest day of my life, and the one I had anticipated the most.
Throughout it all, at every occasion, we were ready for the funeral. But it didn't make it any better. Very sad song.
I could be totally wrong. But my experiences made this song mean a lot to me, and it almost seemed too coincidental, but then again who knows?
It feels like a song about addiction and the internal dialogue/battle surrounding it.
It feels like a song about addiction and the internal dialogue/battle surrounding it.
I liked it better when they thought they were aliens and wrote out pi on their foreheads
I liked it better when they thought they were aliens and wrote out pi on their foreheads
They almost sounded like Endo on this song
They almost sounded like Endo on this song
What the fuck?
What the fuck?
Such a pretty song it's about finding the right girl
Such a pretty song it's about finding the right girl
I agree with fkconsensus above - who is the singer addressing and what does he want them to tell him? I think perhaps he's daring them to come out and say what they think about him, which is that he's a waste of space, etc.
I agree with fkconsensus above - who is the singer addressing and what does he want them to tell him? I think perhaps he's daring them to come out and say what they think about him, which is that he's a waste of space, etc.