Who doesn't think a little about mortality as the year approaches its end? And if you're gonna go there, it never hurts to bring Wayne Coyne with you. I admire the Lips' freakout prowess as much as anyone, but I've got a real soft spot for the band's kindhearted/childlike handling of weighty matters like addiction, alienation, and death. And of course, the giant balloons at their shows.I recently listened to the Yoshimi album for the first time in years, and was fully taken by its warmth. This tracks pulls a neat trick — flipping apocalyptic despair into a realization that having an ongoing flow of now that simply persists until it stops persisting isn't really such a bad deal. And the texture of the music is a total winner — a soft drugginess that somehow sheds a very clear light. (You can hear an instrumental version here.)
I agree. I've recently come to the realization that this album is a bit of an anthem for my life. The tattoo on my arm was birthed from this song.
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You speak the truth. This album carried me through my senior year of college. Just kept pulling the record needle back to the beginning, and then banging away more at pretentious essays and the espresso machine. I don't know if I ever thought about "the message" of this song or it's lyrics, until right now, but the actual music on this album--this track included--always really grounded me in the moment I was in and made whatever shitty room I was living in feel incredibly sparkly and amazing...
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