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Chapel Song by We Are Augustines

So here’s my take on the meaning of the Chapel Song lyrics.

It’s about a guy who has lost the love of his life.

photo from official video and meaning of the lyrics of chapel song by we are augustinesHe could have kept her, but he just couldn’t bring himself to get married. He wasn’t ready. So she marries someone else and he’s at the wedding. Part of him is devastated that he has missed his shot with her. The other part of him is understands too well the fear he would have felt had he been the one walking down the church aisle.

There’s his girl, going into the chapel to get married, walking down the aisle. And aisle that would have felt like a mile if he had been walking down to get married, so now he’s shaking like a leaf. That is how he thought he’d feel getting married. That he’d be stuck lying to everyone about how happy he was, when, in fact, the handshakes he would have given all the guest at the reception wouldn’t have been real – because he’d no longer be himself. He’d be caught up in a marriage.

Later, he describes himself as a bowl full of bruised fruit, inside a chapel of shiny apples. Everyone is fresh about this new venture into marriage. But not him. He’s lost her – merely because of his fear of marriage. He’s the ruined one.

Finally the wedding is over. Everyone steps outside. He doesn’t want to think about her wedding. It’s a bright blue sky. He has a future to look forward to that doesn’t deal with being married to her. But he doesn’t want to look at the photographs of the happy bride. The woman who could have been his. He keeps reminding himself that it’s a bright blue sky.

This is a beautiful song about a love lost.

Chapel Song
by We Are Augustines

There goes my girl
into the chapel
Now she’s walking down the aisle
And it feels just like a mile
And I shake, shake, shake like a leaf
And I’m lying, lying, lying through my teeth
I got a pocketful of hand shakes
And it don’t mean nothing.

There goes my girl
into the chapel
Now she’s walking down the aisle
And her man begins to smile
And I shake, shake, shake like a leaf
And I’m lying, lying, lying through my teeth
I’m a bowl of bruised fruit
Inside a chapel of shiny apples

Tear up the photograph
‘Cause it’s a bright blue sky
Tear up the photograph
‘Cause it’s a bright blue sky
Tear up the photograph
‘Cause it’s a bright blue sky
Tear up the photograph
‘Cause it’s a bright blue sky
‘Cause it’s a bright blue sky
‘Cause it’s a bright blue sky

Chapel Song

by We Are Augustines

The Making of Chapel Song

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Roy’s Tune by Fontaines D.C.

This is a damned good song.

photo from the official video of Roy's Tune by Fontaines D.C.

The lyrics to Roy’s Tune, by Fontaines D.C., have already been explained by the band’s guitarist, Conor Curley (see below), who was the primary writer for the song. The only thing missing from his description is the explanation for “I hate the way they use her,” but things seem cleared up in the official video. A man who is struggling with work, watches his child and imagines how life will be for her – and with the state of the world as it is, he isn’t feeling very hopeful.

Roy’s Tune

by Fontaines D.C.

The breeze in the night time would kill you stone dead
It was the message I heard when the company said,
“There is no warning and there is no future.”
I like the way they treat me but I hate the way they use her….
I hate the way they use her


I never really read
I spent the day in bed
And my hair was red
And my eyes weren’t dead
I was a cool, cool kid on the curbstone scene
And the lights in my eyes they were evergreen….
Like you’ve never seen.

The breeze in the night time would kill you stone dead
It was the message I heard when the company said,
“There is no warning, and there is no future.”
I like the way they treat me but I hate the way they use her…
I hate the way they use….

Well I never really read
I spent the day in bed
And my hair was red
And my eyes weren’t dead
I was a cool, cool kid on the curbstone scene
And the lights in my eyes they were evergreen…
Just like you’ve never seen before.

They said the breeze in the night time would kill you stone dead
It was the message I heard when the company said,
“There is no warning, there’s no future.”
I like the way they treat me but I hate the way they use her…
I hate the way they use…

Hey love

Hey love

Are you hanging on?

Hey love

Hey love

Are you hanging on?
Are you hanging on?


According to WeAllWantSomeone.org:

“Roy’s Tune” was written primarily by guitarist Conor Curley who provides this background about the song’s origin:

It’s sung to Ireland – from a mindset of frustration, depression, and a loss of innocence.

I used to work in the service industry, at a small burrito place in Dublin, and I’d walk home at night because I couldn’t afford public transportation. Grian [Chattan, lead singer] and I didn’t have any money, so we were sharing a double-size bed in the same converted office block. One night on my way home I was walking by The George, which is the biggest gay nightclub in Dublin, and a guy was getting kicked out by the bouncers. He kept yelling at them, “I’m gonna kill you stone dead!” and that turn of phrase stuck out to me.

A couple years back the EU awarded Ireland €14 billion in back taxes from Apple, but the government here refuses to do anything with the money out of fear Apple will move their headquarters. They care more about a giant corporation than the people of our country, and all we can do is sit there and take it.

We wanted this to be a moment of reflection on the album. We included this song with the purpose of showing our intent as a band and as Songwriters. We intend to explore whatever emotions or ideas we see, not just make ‘another post-punk album’.

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Pears and Apples – Olympic Swimmers

I have landed in Utopia today, but landed totally confused. By accident, I happened upon a band named Olympic Swimmers (Glasgow, Scotland), and yet it doesn’t appear as if many other folks have discovered them – at least not many Americans (not yet).

How can this be? The voice of Susie Smillie just melts me. Good God, when she belts out the word “on” in the line “The past, the past, the past, the past is on to me,” I’m fairly sure my head will fly right off and soar up to the heavens. Her voice is just that delicious.

I’ve been searching through the proverbial radio dial for female vocalists for quite some time – and with very little luck. If you want to hear women busily showing off up and down the octave keyboards (which I do not), the world is your banana. Looking for a woman who sings precious preciousness (usually mixed with a precious male counterpart)? Tune into the next station. But what about those of us who just want to hear a straight out beautiful song, sung by someone with a straight out beautiful voice, no bells and whistles needed (you know, the way Linda Ronstadt could just, well, sing).  For me, that voice has been lacking until today.

Of course, things only get better when the band and the voice are perfect compliments to each other. Hating to compare any good band with another – yet realizing it’s one way we at least understand what category we’re talking about – think Morning Parade, with hints of Boxer Rebellion or the Vaccines. But, again, forget all that nonsense. This band stand on its own.

This Glaswegian band is one of my new favorites.

In fact, the only thing it seems to be lacking is a good marketing plan. Olympic Swimmers should be all over social media, hitting all the better concert halls around the planet, and putting out music just for me!

 

Pears and Apples
by Olympic Swimmers

Cut out the lights, he won’t find you.
Cut out the lights,
he won’t find you.

Another bag packed, another name,
another night I’ll hear him say,
this was the last time that I wasn’t myself
when I look above I see the vultures circling me.
In just a room they called, with tongue in cheek, my home,
it’s freezing cold, my blood is dry, the power’s about to go.

The past, the past, the past, the past is on to me,
but that knife that’s in the kitchen sink won’t find it’s home in me.

Start this over again with me,
all your burns and bruises,
they don’t, they don’t scare me.

These people wonder,
what’s haunting me
and they’ll look right through me,
it’s all they’ll see.

Change all these ideals you,
you feed your young
and encourage them to,
to be alone.

In just a room they called, with tongue in cheek, my home,
it’s freezing cold,
my blood is dry,
the power’s about to go.

The past, the past, the past, the past is on to me,
but that knife that’s in the kitchen sink won’t find it’s home in me.

Start this over again with me,
all your burns and bruises,
they don’t, they don’t, they don’t scare me.

Cut out the lights,
he won’t find you.


Band members: Simon Liddell, Susie Smillie, Graeme Smillie, Jonny Scott and Jamie Savage.