Thursday, April 29, 2021

Obsolete commiserations (originally called Uptight Insights) - Finishing the Song and Reflecting on my Lyrical Choices

I finished writing the lyrics to this song here is the final version:

I decided to call this song Obsolete Commiserations instead of Uptight Insights, as I felt it fit the song better and also, I want to use Uptight Insights as the name of my EP.

This song is about how so many people these days go around blaring out words/'facts', when they don't even know what they are or why they're saying it anymore, most of the time it's just because they are jumping on the bandwagon or for showing off in front of others. This new way of living makes me upset as I do not identify with it, which can make me feel alienated. This is reflected in the line "obsolete commiserations, you don't know what you write." as "obsolete commiserations" means fake emotions/condolences.

The lyrics are mostly about being on a journey of finding out that people, things, are never quite as they seem, especially in this day and age where everything is so fake and materialistic through social media. This is why in the small break section between the verses I say "walking around now your heads in the ground suddenly, walking around are they words that you found underneath." and later on in the final resolve section I say "walking around now your heads in the ground like the colours in your dreams, thinking about all the ways that you found out the worlds not as it seems" this is me stating directly that sometimes when you have the best intentions some people can come along and shove you in the ground because their intentions are not pure and how this can seem quite hurtful when you grow up and realise not everyone is nice. I grew up in the middle of nowhere in the Spanish Pyrenees, so in my childhood everyone was really lovely, caring and we were all part of a community. When I grew up and came to England, I realised not everyone had good intentions or was nice, and it wasn't exactly the nicest feeling as I found myself being taken advantage of. 

This song is about the feeling that realisation gives you, where all you wanted in life was to live in harmony but the majority of people around you are so caught up in their own heads there is no such emotion any more. At the very end, the overlapping melody says "Without a trace, they misplaced it and went to a place in the dirt." this refers to exactly that, the feeling of; why the hell is this going on and how did we get here? The "it" I am using here is referring to the joy of life, the live and let live, love and the ability to live life in a peaceful way. That is why I say they "went to a place in the dirt".

Here are they lyrics written out to make them more clear:

Verse
Sone cold, their expectations keep quiet in their eyes,
They're obsolete commiserations, you don't know what you write.

Verse 2
Sometimes your friends hurt you in ways you can't define,
Picturesque, discoloured virtues, their colours intertwine.

Break
Walking around, now your heads in the ground suddenly.
Walking around, are they words that you found underneath?

Chorus/end resolve
Walking around, now your heads in the ground like the colours in your dreams,
Thinking about all the ways that you found out, the world's not as it seems.
(Without a trace, they misplaced it, and went to a place, in the dirt)

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