While checking my emails during my prep period, I took a few minutes to read through the lyrics Henning emailed for all the songs on the SFTD album we're currently working on. Nice job. I hadn't properly read that set of lyrics ever before. Several minutes later, I surfed over to Ari Vais' myspace blog and what do you know? He coindcidentally recently posted all the lyrics to his own upcoming album:
Vais lyrics
And then I felt a little insignificant because my own songwriting prolificacy has dropped off so considerably compared to that of my former Humbert bandmates. I still compose several songs a year but most of them are collaboration with my students and they tend to handle lyrics while I help with music. I did write a new song on my own last year, though, which none of you know about. Its chorus is at the top of my vocal range so I chickened out of performing it several weekends ago at our Rub Wrongways show. I lifted the title "Enemy Energy" from a lyric in a song Ari and I collaborated on several years ago called "Summer Jingle" and although you miss a lot only reading the lyrics and not hearing the strange "Stalkaholic"-like moody vibe in the music, I figured I'd post the lyrics here anyway. The song is based on one of my students:
ENEMY ENERGY
She wakes to the world like switching on a TV
But she’s remotely controlled by what she will see
(Pump meds through the girl till she’s dead to the world
Pump meds through the girl till she's dead to the world)
There’s a throbbing in her thumb while her tongue’s going numb
Sucking cuticle shrapnel into bleeding gums
Enemy energy, it empties her of every feeling
Except a lightning bolt exploding
Accommodate, tolerate, abide the poisons inside
A frenzy of attendees clutching personal invites
(Pump meds through the girl till she’s dead to the world
Pump meds through the girl till she's dead to the world)
Thank the people who provide for her community pride
Sweet sixteen’s sexy televised suicide
Enemy energy, it empties her of every feeling
Except a lightning bolt exploding
1 comment:
And here I thought Brian was the cheerful one.
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