Thank you! Love this one, too (love most of their stuff, to be honest). Never thought of watching their Lives, though.
Which is also why I also had a bit of a shock when seeing that Protomartyr are now “a bunch of parents from around the neighborhood shredding it,” like…
You could say that, but the more I listened, the more it morphed into a slow rolling distortion dirge, almost death metal. I don’t so much dance and sing it in the shower anymore as wail. And the lyrics are so incredibly masterful, they flow with no rhymes for crutches, just an inevitability. I love it and it depresses me no end.
I do not disagree with you in regards to the ethos and the meaning behind it, and, to me, that makes the funk in it even more poignant. A quasi-nihilistic “your soul’s a husk anyway, so you might as well get groovy,” with the added tinge of still having a husk for a soul.
Dunno how to explain this any better, although it’s one of my favourite nuances in Sad Music in general.
Ooh, this one is fun-kaay!
Also, Pontiac 87 live here
Thank you! Love this one, too (love most of their stuff, to be honest). Never thought of watching their Lives, though.
Which is also why I also had a bit of a shock when seeing that Protomartyr are now “a bunch of parents from around the neighborhood shredding it,” like…
You could say that, but the more I listened, the more it morphed into a slow rolling distortion dirge, almost death metal. I don’t so much dance and sing it in the shower anymore as wail. And the lyrics are so incredibly masterful, they flow with no rhymes for crutches, just an inevitability. I love it and it depresses me no end.
I do not disagree with you in regards to the ethos and the meaning behind it, and, to me, that makes the funk in it even more poignant. A quasi-nihilistic “your soul’s a husk anyway, so you might as well get groovy,” with the added tinge of still having a husk for a soul.
Dunno how to explain this any better, although it’s one of my favourite nuances in Sad Music in general.