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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.

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Time To Pretend by MGMT

I love MGMT. They seem to understand one thing better than most people – and they don’t mind calling us out on it – life is full of stupid adults doing stupid things. They make fun of us. And they don’t hesitate to make fun of themselves, either.

Lyrics and Meaning of the song, Time To Pretend, by MGMT.

Time to Pretend is about these two young adults just breaking into this new stage of their life: “I’m feeling rough, I’m feeling raw, I’m in the prime of my life.” They ask the question: “What else can we do? Get jobs in offices and wake up for the morning commute?” As if that option is absolutely absurd for them.

Which, in fact, it is… they’re way too talented

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Ghost Songs – Micah Gilbert

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Ghost Songs – Micah Gilbert

This song by Micah Gilbert (an American musician born in Athens, who now lives in Scotland) is a beautiful reminder – or an urging, rather – to stop carrying the heavy pain we feel.

Sometimes it just feels so damned comfortable to accept the role of the victim. You’ve been hurt. It hurts. It’s so unfair. Sometimes we really do just need to yell and scream, fists to the sky. It’s part of the process when we get hurt.

But what do you really want to do with all that pain? We miss so much when we try to control all of the horse-powered negative energy we’ve created inside of us when we are hurt.

Just as the trees can’t control the storms, neither can we. But like trees, we, too, can let the storms blow by, because eventually they will. There will always be storms, but after any storm, there is always another day, another perfect moment.

This is a pretty perfect moment by Micah Gilbert.

The blue horizon
Sees another sun
Rising slow
From ashes into dawn
The pink and the grey
Marching on the day
The humbling wind
Blows across your face

(The songs starts with hope. All that crap that happened yesterday is in the past.  It’s a new day. The message is obvious, but the wording is deliciously new poetically setting a gorgeous mood.)

Go on and sing your ghost songs
If they help you
Make your pain subside

(Go on, be the victim, if you feel you need that. You might need it for a moment, but then what?)

Feel the earth beneath your fingers
As you holler at the sky

(Of course, get it outscream out your pain.)

Tell your haunted dreams to the trees
Share them with the wind
Let your burdens go
And fall away
You can’t carry them

(In the end, no matter what, it’s just better to let all the pain go. You are, after all, part of this universe. The trees stand, the winds blow, all through terrifying storms, yet they still remain, as do you. The winds blow away, the trees drop their leaves, new changes come… you can’t continue to carry your old pain with you if you want to really live your life in a beautiful way.)

The hour here
Has finally come undone
What is it now
That keeps you on the run
A tumbling weed
That cannot find it’s place

(Okay, so finally everything has hit rock bottom, right? So why are you still running as if there is more from which to run? You’ve become like a tumbling weed that has no direction. You’re just out there… you and your fears and pain and anger, are all out there with no direction.)
Let the horses run
Let go of the reigns

(Stop trying to control all that negative power you’ve generated.  Let all those powerful emotions gofree to run away like the wild horses.)

Go on and sing your ghost songs
If they help you make your pain subside
Feel the earth beneath your fingers
As you holler at the sky
Tell your haunted dreams to the trees
Share them with the wind
Let your burdens go and fall away
You can’t carry them

(Again, we have to go through the process of experiencing all this stuff, but in the end, remember that the pain needs to be taken off your shouldersand you are the only one who can do that.)

 —–

Even though this song is one of a kind, if you have to put it into a category, think in terms of the Beatles or the Eagles.
The song is inspired by Suzanne.

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Standing Outside A Broken Phone Booth With Money In My Hand – Primitive Radio Gods

The layers in this song.  No emotions are strong enough to explain this song.  Even the words… they don’t do it justice.  It’s the mood. Primitive Radio Gods standing outside a broken phone booth with money in my handJust listen:

Jan lays down and wrestles in her sleep
Moonlight spills on comic books
And superstars in magazines
An old friend calls and tells us where to meet
Her plane takes off from Baltimore
And touches down on Bourbon Street

We sit outside and argue all night long
About a god we’ve never seen
But never fails to side with me
Sunday comes and all the papers say
Ma Teresa’s joined the mob
And happy with her full time job

Do do do do doo do

Am I alive or thoughts that drift away
Does summer come for everyone
Can humans do as prophets say
And if I die before I learn to speak
Can money pay for all the days I lived awake
But half asleep

Do do do do doo do x 2

A life is time, they teach us growing up
The seconds ticking killed us all
A million years before the fall
You ride the waves and don’t ask where they go
You swim like lions through the crest
And bathe yourself on zebra flesh

I’ve been downhearted baby
I’ve been downhearted baby
Ever since the day we met

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In Excelsis Deo by There Will Be Fireworks

New Christmas songs that aren’t cutesy and irritating – and aren’t remakes of the old good chorals – are hard to come by. And until now, there’s probably never been a seasonal Christmas song that could be added to a non-seasonal playlist.  Enter the song In Excelsis Deo by the Glasgow-based band There Will Be Fireworks.In Excelsis Deo by There Will Be Fireworks

What’s so brilliant about this song is the way it actually captures the mood we get when we go home for Christmas.  That special mood where the world has kind of stopped and you’re taken back in time to

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Kids by MGMT

MGMT has been deemed a “Brooklyn psychedelics” band, but the talent of Ben Goldwasser and Andrew Vanwyngarden shouldn’t be put into one slot. Yes, there’s some funky sounding music going on here, but it isn’t just noise for the head. There are words in some of their songs (reference Time to Pretend) that make fun of things, that say, “Look, sit up and stop being so stupid.” This is one of those songs.

MGMT Kids - song meaning with lyrics and a link to the official video.

Yes, we are all children at one point, adorable and cute. But soon we become adults and all our little pranks aren’t so funny any longer. Now there are

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Missed the Boat by Modest Mouse

Good Lord.

If there was ever a song to listen to after these elections. No matter which way you voted or didn’t vote.

Whenever I’m irritated at myself or other people (which is often), I listen to the song “Missed The Boat” by Modest Mouse, because it reminds me to stop taking everything so seriously.

Photo from the Vevo video for the song Missed the Boat, by Modest Mouse.

The lyrics are perfectly self-deprecating in such a way that hearing them actually reminds me that I’m not such a bad person after all.  We can all suck!

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Headlights—Morning Parade

Morning Parade is one of the all-encompassing great bands right now.  You won’t find any gimmicks here, just solid band goodness.   The lead singer, Steve Sparrow (he also plays piano and guitar) belts out songs that will make you say, “Yeah, Steve.  I’ll wash your dishes and clean your floors for the rest of your life if you’ll just sing for me.”   Phil Titus (bass), Chad Thomas (guitar) and Ben Giddings (piano/synths) certainly deserve praise, of course. Yet the drummer, Andrew Hayes,  wow… he just drives me crazy with love.  He goes off on a tangent without taking away from the music, which is a rarity.  It’s as if the rest of the band has said, “Okay, just ignore Andy and let him do his thing… he’s perfect that way.”  And he is. In fact, he opens almost every song….. Hayes drums and then the band lets loose.