Undergroundmusicblog announcements

Hello. If you are reading this, I am no longer blogging on this blog. But, there are almost 250 posts, so feel free to look through them. Even though it won't be new music, it'll still be good music.
So . . . bye.

*This is 12/23/13. I changed the polls slightly so that you can vote until 1/1/24. That's almost ten years from now. I at least wanted any people who happened to be visiting to be able to vote. I didn't extend it any longer because this blog will either get deleted or aliens will cause mass chaos by deleting the internet or murdering that huge satellite in space.
Thought you might want to know that my friend has a blog, and we are very alike. http://www.electricperspectivemusic.blogspot.com/
Yeah.
Oh well. Yeah. This blog is kind of . . . dead.
I guess this is goodbye. Again. Because it's a second goodbye, it's awkwarder, so there's no way to wrap this up. But I'm not a writer or anything, and this is the internet, so I can cut myself off midsentence and add three little dots afterwards . . .

Monday, November 11, 2013

Heavy Metal Lyric Dissection-Parkway Drive, Blackout

This is the beginning of a new segment, my friends.
And I'm not going to lie, I got the idea of this segment from A Dose of Buckley's musical autopsy. This is generally just the same thing, except it's supposed to make you like the music, not despise it and wish humans never existed.
But I just wanted to show people who don't like metal that it at least has a meaning, and it's not just pointless screaming.
I chose a random song. It's Blackout by a band called Parkway Drive, who I have never heard of so you won't have to worry about me defending their music and coming up with the most idiotic excuses for their screaming.
To the left, you can listen to the song. I listened to most of it and could make out a word or two. It honestly sounds like.....pointless screaming. But now we'll find out the actual meaning, based on what somebody on the internet thinks the lyrics are. And because this is the internet, some lyrics might be wrong, so if you like this band and I got the lyrics wrong, chill.
And just so you know, the text in black is the lyrics, and the text in gray is my commentary.

Tragedy. Okay. With you so far.
Another day lies broken and lost. Okay. Time is passing by. Continue.
A shattered life cuts the pulse of acceptance. That's a pretty emo lyric.
And all I want is to be something more than this.
Okay. That's cool. You want to strive to be more successful and contribute to something. Good.

Then those lines just kind of repeat.

Sleepless nights spent screaming for answers. Okay. I guess that means that you want to know what you're purpose on earth is, that's at least how it connects to the previous verse.
Cursing sweet venom at a wretched future. Umm....yeah....that's also a dark lyric.
An open casket stained with hope. Okay....so....death is the answer?
Laced with deceit and treachery. Oh. Death is not the answer, which I suppose is an anti-suicide message, depending on how you look at it.
An existence I only wish to forget. ....not too sure what that means. I'm probably looking at the song wrong, but it has meaning.
Why do I always regret? Regret what? What are your getting to....
Those words leave the taste of blood. So...being angry at yourself for doing something stupid makes you....angry.....I'm not good at dissecting lyrics.
Forget my face. So he feels useless.
Just bury everything. He wants to die.

Why do I always let it go? Let what go?
'cause I've let it slip away between my finger tips. Let go of opportunities? What?
I've tried so (I don't want to curse in this blog, but the word start with f and ended with ucking) hard and still I could never gain a true understanding. Understanding of what? You guys are probably annoyed by me, like "This isn't an episode of Dora"
Chocking at our misery. Okay. I get it. You're contemplating the reason for your existence and it's only bringing you pain. Makes sense.

Splinters of failure cut like glass. Alrighty then.
And I'm sick of just pouring myself out into careless hands. Okay. So...you're not as trusting....
Choking on our misery. You're sad.
Splinters of failure cut like glass. ....okay
But I'll put it to rest tonight in the hope that maybe I won't have to wake. Mkay...there's that death thing again....not wanting to wake.I'll put it all to rest tonight. I'm not so sure this is an anti-suicide song.
Forget my face. Yeah...it's not.

Okay. So this is a sad song...about death....possibly suicide...and contemplating your own existence.
WAAAAYYY more meaning than "Hey, I just met you. And this is crraaaaaaaazzzzzzy. But here's ma numba.....call me maybe."

Heavy metal does have meaning.



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