Sunday, July 6, 2025

Hundreds of AU - Life in Parallel (Preview)

 


Hundreds of AU – Life in Parallel

Life In Parallel | Hundreds of AU

    Two new songs previewing Life in Parallel, the fifth records from Hundreds of AU, are now available. The first glimpse into the lineup changes on vocals and bass I was waiting for. Everything they have put out, so far, has been quite entertaining and has cemented the band’s place into the yearly playlist rotation. How could it possibly go wrong?

    The first of these two songs would be Wake Today. Wasting no time. Skipping no beat.


Wake Today

Feel dawn, wake today in a fascist state

Don’t cry, wake today where nothing remains

We must make today and never relinquish

No rest. Wake today. Live just to spite them

Die just to fight them

We can’t lay down

Or close our eyes

To all of the hate

Trapped in our lives

From when we were born

‘Til whenever we die

No sleep in a police state

    The awakening into what appears to be a surprise suggests the narrator did not see the changes coming. Perhaps they were sudden and they happened overnight. Or maybe they were subtle and spread over time. Perplexity hinting towards consternation describe the setting. One’s waking up becomes a wake up call to others, as no time should be allowed to mourning. Similarly to when we were kids, sleeping over at our best friend’s place, going to bed anticipating the next day and saying ‘the first one that wakes up wakes the other.’ Only this time, it is not in a day of playing around outside that awaits the subjects. It is the attempt at rectifying the wrongs.

    The expected efforts required illustrate the extent of the damage done, as the impossibility to give up or rest are introduced. Success in their enterprise is at stake. If fatigue or weakness should begin to be experienced, an element of motivation is recommended, which would be the idea of retribution towards those responsible. The conviction of fighting the good fight should provide with renewed energy, worse comes to worst.

    Fascism, hatred, and a police state are identified as the problems. The solution is to act and refuse to stand for them. It will be a perpetual struggle to rid the place from them.

    The second song would be Scorched Earth Harvest, lifting the foot from the gas pedal just a touch.

Scorched Earth Harvest

Raise you hand violent man (for your legion)

Holy Ghost in full demand (light a candle)

All your roads become diverged (when the blood spills)

All your loved ones are enemies (all your hate burns)

We will find salvation

If we run further from the pain

Turn fiction into fodder

Plant a flag in place of grain

Our new harvest starves our spirit

    The combination of violence and legion brings to mind the Roman empire, and the idea of conquest, almost automatically. The request for the ‘violent man’ to raise their hand suggests they volunteer to be a part of the legion. The context, therefore, is not one of conscription. Could an argument be made as to the presence of sarcasm?

    The image of the Holy Ghost and a strong sollicitation also evoke Romans, and is combined to prayer, through the candle. If they crucified its main character, they also invested a lot of ressources in establishing their Church.

    As the saying goes, all roads lead to Rome. The price paid in blood reinforces the theme of conquest. However, the lines take a more editorialistic turn, as the truthfulness of the saying is questioned. The suggestion is made that the wars of conquest are the source for an empire losing its way. When the ‘loved ones are enemies’ is combined to a devastation caused by hatred, the narrator appears to imply an internal struggle. The empire has turned on itself.

    The proposal is to adopt a more compassionate stance. Focus should be placed on building, rather than destroying. What good would claiming further geography if the population cannot sustain and thrive? Harvesting destruction and desolation may not be conducive to elevation.

    Two songs that are indicative of the good things to come from the Hundreds of AU camp. The changes made in the lineup do not trigger any alarm. They will be in Montreal, at Turbo Haus, on July 18th. Do yourself a favor.




Saturday, July 5, 2025

Deadguy - Near-Death Travel Services

 



Près de trente ans depuis la parution de Fixation on a Coworker... Toute appréhension aurait pu être légitime. Après tout, la vie étant ce qu'elle est, comment serait-il possible que la hargne ne se soit pas atténuée ?

Kiss It Goodbye aurait pu servir d'indice. Tim Singer ne montrait pas de signe de progrès substantiel en ce qui a trait à apprivoiser et accepter le monde dans lequel nous vivons. 

Et pourtant... Dès la première note, force est de constater qu'il n'y a pas une seconde de perdue. La haine ne meurt pas. Le cynisme, ou son cousin le sarcasme, non plus. 

Kill Fee donne le ton, tel une montée de lait de Stanley Spadowski décrivant sa moppe. S'il fallait faire un parallèle en le discours et la présente oeuvre, l'argument pourrait être établi que Near-Death Travel Services est la nouvelle vadrouille. Vous ne l'aimerez peut-être pas autant que l'ancienne, mais, parfois, il faut prendre ce qu'on nous donne ou aller à la fenêtre et s'insurger. Near-Death Travel Services est à la fois une nouvelle moppe, une brosse à dents, du décapant et une personne qui fait le ménage en criant. 

Mention particulière à New Best Friend, qui résonne sur le thème des montagnes russes relationelles. 

« So let's load up on shame / So many targets for us to blame » ou bien « Pick your gods / Pick your side / We're selling tickets to the end of time » ? The Forever People est une mi-temps qui indique que le meilleur effort n'était pas dans les deux ou trois permiers morceaux. 

« I'm tired at war with strangers / I'm tired of listening to talking heads », War with Strangers est bien de son époque. Pour ceux qui se préparaient des questions d'entrevue à savoir ce qu'ils pensent du contexte politique actuel. 

« I just want to be wrong without a sword to fall on » ou le Cancel Culture? 

« I don't see a happy ending, do you? » Hochement de tête approbateur.

Bref, à vous de vous faire votre propre idée. Une étude plus approfondie de ces textes qui reprennent exactement où Fixation nous avait laissé suivra, sans aucun doute. Vous aurez maintenant compris que c'est l'engouement d'une semaine qui guide les paroles, en ce moment.


Wednesday, January 15, 2025

Necrotic Mutation - Sepulchre of the Suffering


 

Necrotic Mutation – Sepulchre of the Sufferingi

Release : 1993-05-13


    When I started looking at band lyrics for these posts, the primary intent was to decode meanings and see what I could derive from the exercise. It seemed like I have always been drawn towards certain bands because of their texts, but I could not quite explain exactly what those texts had in common, if anything. I could not quite put my finger on a particular way of writing that would get my attention. For example, I knew that I favored punk and hardcore, as they were the genres that spoke most to me, but my interests being spread all over the spectrum made it a bit confusing. If punk and hardcore could have a claim at trying to change the world, it could not be solely through sound. Political ideas would probably fall onto deaf ears if not communicated through exact words and concise structure. It then occured to me that those genres have had a strong impact on me, whereas other genres would simply be consumed as entertainment. If I were to explore the elements that appeal to me, or those I find to be relatable, my sampling should at the very least include other styles, for the sake of comparison. Otherwise, any analysis would be biased and incomplete. With that in mind, I thought I might turn my attention to death metal.

    I’ve always liked Sepulchre of the Suffering, from the moment I first played that tape, back in the nineties. I had bought it at Musique Migneault and something made it an instant classic, to me, although I cannot say I memorized any of the lyrics at all. So, what is it about this tape? And what about its lyrics?

Rectal Extraction of Maggot Colony

Disturbance of the innards

Feasting on the organs

Far advanced rotting

Internal stuff decaying

Your corpse is feeding maggots

On flesh they get hot

Devouring your insides

All the stiff, lost is shit

Trying to get her off your body

Drop your logs including the colony

You’re digging in your chest

Lacerate your flesh

Rectal exhumation of anal excrement

Tearing off your skin

Torn limb from limb

Rectal exctraction of maggot colony

Suspended in the air

Meat hook up the ass

Watching maggot

Devouring inside

Exhumation…

Of anal excrement

Rectal infection

Anal corruption

Chest cavities melting free

Drop your bones you will see

Chopping your member with my saw

Spewing you as bacteria grows

Rectal extraction of maggot colony

Chest

Cavities

Melting free

Drop your bones you will see

Chopping your member with my saw

Spewing you as bacteria grows

Rectal extraction of maggot colony

    You can almost smell it, in the air, as the song plays. The epitomy of irony, too, as discussions about fecies and gases bore me to death. The subject does not humor me one bit. It cannot possibly compare to hardcore or punk lyrics in terms of generating interest, in my own personal opinion. However, bringing that up would be beside the point. The idea is not to make a contest of favorites. The exercize is rather to identify the elements that make a music I already am drawn to so attractive.

    The situation described could be attributed to the narrator, as they claim ‘your corpse is feeding maggots’ and ‘devouring your insides’. The second person singular is also present in phrases such as ‘trying to get her off your body’, ‘drop your logs’, ‘digging in your chest’, ‘lacerate your flesh’, ‘tearing off your skin’. It could be similar to one person describing the state of their health by evoking a picture. However, it could also be that they are describing someone else and the infestation is external. That much becomes more obvious through the lines ‘drop your bones you will see / chopping your member with my saw / spewing you as bacteria grows’. This precise point marks a turn in the tone, through reference to what is less likely to be a personal experience and more likely to be expressing an intent. The succession of ‘your’ and ‘my’ clearly establishes a distinction.

    The portrait, therefore, is of a person struggling with a maggot infestation in their digestive system. Perhaps a case of constipation gone terribly wrong. An hypothesis could be that, over an extremely prolonged period of time, the digested items transformed into fecal matter and would spawn maggots. If not addressed properly and dilligently, it may turn into a colony expanding to a point where the fecies do not provide sufficient nourishment to maintain growth. The parasites would have to turn to a secondary source, which would be the person’s body. The suggestion made by the narrator would be to simply ‘drop your logs’, as one drops their buffs. This may hint at the writer’s profession and a potential career as a health professional.

    The manner in which the solution is executed appears to suggest otherwise, as it gives the impression that the results will cause more harm than good. ‘Digging in your chest’ would hardly be the phrasing if one were trying to convey the image of a regular trip to the bathroom. Neither is the laceration of your flesh. Both suggest a more graphic process. As there are no mentions of surgical instruments, it is possible that the extraction is performed with bare hands, right through the subject’s pectoral region. One element of contradiction surfaces, as the lines are followed by the mention of one ‘rectal exhumation of anal excrements’, which would imply that the location of the operation is either occuring at another part of the body, or that it is occuring in two places, simultaneously. This allows one to wonder what the best position would be for the subject to receive such an intervention. This point is answered in the subsequent lines ‘suspended in the air / meathook up the ass’.

    The seriousness of the operation cannot be undestimated, as it is unclear whether or not the subject will survive. Melted chest cavities, bones being dropped, chopped members, and one being spewed hint towards a cause of death and the method used to dispose of a body. What started as an honest attempt at a positive solution may have concluded in an unfortunate accident.

    According to the National Library of Medicine and a 2021 case report publishedii, it is possible that Myiasis, a certain skin condition, may result in maggot colonies in the colon area. The potential for such occurrences would be increased in tropical regions. For identification of the subject, one may therefore direct their search to people known to subscribe to these parameters. The reason behind a french-canadian band’s concern for such conditions most frequently heard of around Nepal are unclear. Gale Academic reports one case of ‘complete rectal prolapse with extensive maggot infestation’iii that may offer more similarities to the case at hand, as the symptoms associated with such conditions are described as ‘pain, incomplete evacuation, bloody or mucous rectal discharge, and fecal incontinence or constipation’. Such a list evokes a certain familiarity to the situation depicted in Rectal Extraction of Maggot Colony.

Sepulchre of the Suffering

In the depth of darkness

Generation from the past

Impaled humans on poles

In the bottom of a gully

Stench of shit, nauseating stiff of rotting corpses

Second step after life brings him

In the fields of no return

After four days in there

I’m forced to consume

The rest of the dry carcasses

On the threshold of decay

Cannibalism instinct

On this carrion

My goal is to conquer

The exit of the field

My body is entombed

Natural sepulchre

Lost where nobody can go

Nobody can leave

Turning insane

Trapped for all my life

What a gory lot

Eating old remains

    Leaving the subject of medicine, Sepulchre of the Suffering directs our attention to the sphere or archeology, describing the setting of a historical site, forgotten in time, located in a ravine formed through erosion. In order to accomodate a certain quantity of ‘humans on poles’ the site would have to be of considerable propotions. The presence of the ‘stench of shit’ as well as the ‘nauseating stiff of rotting corpses’ suggest the area is likely enclosed, as the odour would otherwise suggest the events leading to the victims’ demise to be recent. Any air circulation would also evacuate the odour. The allusion to ‘generation from the past’ alludes to a longer distance in time.

    If the events resulting in the formation of a site such as described were closer to one worthy of the historical title, those described in these lyrics are current, as the narrator claims to be currently captive of it. Most likely an accident, as they had not brought enough provisions to last over four days, imposing cannibalism as the only solution. One cannot help but wonder at the identity of the protagonist and how they ended up in such a tight spot. Possibly as a side effect of hunger or malnourishment, as may be expected from feeding on corpses as though it were jerky, projects of conquest are considered.

    According to the narrator, when some people die, their souls go to ‘the fields of no return’. It would happen at the ‘second step after life’. Their physical form remains in the gully, but their spirit separates and goes to said fields. Both locations are established as separate as their descriptions are presented in two parts and the likelihood of the bodies being impaled post-morten is faint, at best. The logistics that would involve appear less than optimal as one would have to perform the act, transport either in bulk or one by one all the cadavers, bring tools such as a pulley system or a winch in order to hoist them in the air for impalement, and then let gravity work. Therefore, the mention that the second step after life is bringing the victims to the fields in question implies a movement taking place on a plane other than the physical one. Supporting this claim is the phrase ‘lost where nobody can go’. How could one set up such a landscape if it were impossible for anyone to get to these particular parts.

    In this perspective, the objective of conquering the exit of the field places the author inbetween both planes, suggesting they are experiencing their last moments, succombing to insanity. The body is set to remain ‘entombed’ in a ‘natural sepulchre’ once the person extinguishes. Until that moment, the main character will sustain themselves on ‘old remains’ while they reflect on their situation, prisoner of some purgatory.

Persistence of Agony

Losing control of my pulse

My blood has stopped running

I consider myself

As dead and unconscious

Dig up my grave

Don’t know what’s happening

Can’t control my fear

And now my veins are empty

My soul still living

Feeling the same things

Feeling putrefaction

Taking it’s place

Renal infection

Cardiac organs

Disintegration

And fermentation

Why am I still conscious?

Of my pain

Of my body

Rotting slowly

Melt…

Dig up my grave

Don’t know what’s happening

Can’t control my fear

And now my veins are empty

Renal infection

Cardiac organs

Disintegration

And fermentation

    The circumstances are once more critical, as the narrator establishes themselves ‘as dead’ and in a state of panic. They are not completely gone, however, as the presence of a faint pulse is acknowledged. The audience is invited to bear witness to one’s attempt at digging out of their own grave. Pulse is out of control, circulation has stopped the flow of fluid through the veins, overwhelming fear is assailing the mind, and time foreshadows the inevitable consequence.

    Other than the use of the verb dig, very few details are offered in terms of establishing exactly what type of grave the hero finds themselves in. Digging evokes images of somewhere underground, as one rarely digs through water or concrete. It is possible that they have been buried in a pit. If they had been buried in a coffin, in the ground, they would have to escape the case before attempting to dig themselves out. There are no mention of any such devices.

    The emphasis on the mental state and feelings experienced as a consequence of the realization that they have been buried alive, directs the reader’s attention to a certain humanity. The thoughts of ‘renal infection’, ‘cardiac organs’, ‘disintegration’, ‘fermentation’ suggest a growing awareness of the frail nature of the human body in the subject.

    One of the perplexing, and perhaps alarming, qualities of such a collection of stories comes through the idea that in both Sepulchre of the Suffering and Persistence of Agony, the characters appear clueless as to how they ended up in their situations. This absence of explanation creates a form of disconnect that may be necessary to distance an occurrence such as described from our reality. Making the story overtly realistic might hinder its interpretation or the way an audience might relate to it. The succession of stories presenting a similarity in the reliance on a similar theme almost alludes to a seriality.

    Although the tone may appear as a bit fatalist, the author shows persistence through the claim that they are attempting to escape. However, the increasing level of panic established through the enumeration of thoughts occuring in the narrator’s mind is combined to their consideration that they are ‘unconscious’. This potentially suggests that they may be dreaming, as so many events taking place at once are inconsistent with the qualities frequently associated with a state of unconsciousness.

Organic Stench

Suspended in my basement

A few children are exposed

Their carcasses full of grime

Their organs I’ll consume

Concealed anthropometry

Humans stanate flows free

Dissecting is my orgasm

Embalming is my art

Jugular arteries chopped

Vicious pus gush bleed

Blistered skin are what I boast

Enveloped by dead tissues

Meat hook, sodomized kids

Baked, roasted, I eat them

Eating on their carrions

Dealing out with parasites

Corpses gas, biles and sweat

Brains encrusted with worms

Body organs I consume

Till necrolories and worms eat

Corpses in bacterial decay

Perforated sternum

Chopped lumbar vertebrae

Broken apophysis

Contracted rigor mortis

Immortal pain

Eating on their carrions

Dealing out with parasites

Corpses gas, biles and sweat

Brains encrusted with worms

    If the serial nature of the scenes depicted was merely alluded to, previously, it occupies a much more prominent place in Organic Stench. The audience is thrown into a horrific environment, in a manner sharing similarities to a kidnapping, to receive a confession. The narrator expresses their taste for scientific, culinary, and artistic experimentations on unfortunate victims. It appears as though no part of the victims will go to waste. The bodies are measured and possibly catalogued, the organs will be consumed, the bodies will be embalmed. The author takes pride in what they may call their work.

    The lyrics present a second reference to the image of the meat hook, which is a recurrent theme in death metal. One of the most obvious examples brought to mind is Cannibal Corpse’s Meat Hook Sodomyiv. There is also a band of the same namev. This fascination could justify dedicating an entire essay all to itself. For the time being, suffice to say it is an element borrowed that contributes to making this album a classic of the genre. Similar to checking boxes on a list.

    In terms of cannibalism, one of the most famous example from literature may be Hannibal, as he was the subject of multiple movies and series. If Hannibal brought a certain element of class to the crimes he perpetrated, the portrait depicted in Organic Stench is much more gruesome. The victim selection is rather offending, as it is barely imaginable that they had committed sufficent wrong in their short lives to deserve such a fate. In addition, the condition of the bodies juxtaposes an element of morbidity to the scene. The ‘grime’ covering the bodies, the ‘vicious pus’, the ‘blistered skin’, the ‘parasites’, gases, ‘biles’, ‘sweat’, ‘brains encrusted with worms’, ‘decay’, ‘perforated sternum’, ‘chopped lumbar vertebrae’, ‘apophysis’ constitute a list liable to suscitate dry heaves. If Hannibal demonstrated a certain gratitude towards his victims, and if his anticipation increased when confronted to a playful chase, the main character of this song demonstrates such primal instincts that the acts border vulgarity. There is not hint of respect towards the victims and the only focus would be placed on their own orgasm. The relationship is one-way.

    The reliance on plural to describe the victims suggest that the audience is exposed to the work of a serial killer. The idea that measurements are taken, the amount of pleasure extracted from the act, the attention to details that purport to the disposal of every part of the cadavers, on their part, demonstrate a certain method. In order to sustain this terrible activity for long enough to take it to almost industrial efficiency, the scene could not be an isolated incident.

    Because of the idea that the song may be a confession from a serial killer, the question of its identity automatically arises. Disposing of only a few circumstancial clues makes the identification process difficult. In order to filter out potential suspects, one may rely on profiling. The maniac owns a property with a basement. The phrasing ‘my basement’ gives the impression that the property in question would most likely be a house because it implies an element of familiarity. If it were a barn or a warehouse, it appears improbable they would refer to the place as ‘my barn’ or ‘my warehouse’. Therefore, houses, either in urban or rural areas, should be prioritized. The location would probably include an oven or some cooking appliance that allows baking and roasting. Unless, of course, the culinary references are meant in the sense that the meals will be enjoyed at a later time. Having a facility that offers all the necessary conveniences would reduce the risk of getting caught. Seclusion may be necessary if the victims are taken alive. If their death occurs at the site where they are taken, seclusion would not be mandatory. The reason being that they would not want to risk the neighbors hearing the victims’ screams. There is the possibility that the murderer might have a soundproof room. If it were so, that would imply they have certain financial means. The person would have to have access to a location where there are many children like a school, a daycare center, or a park, for example, as suggested by the quantity of victims. It does not mean that they live nearby, though, as transportation would enable them to be mobile. Although driving long distances with kidnapped victims may not be optimal, it is not impossible. The reliance on jargon suggests a form of medical or scientific background. If access to dissecting tools may prove to be a simple task, nowadays, it might have been a little more problematic over thirty years ago. If it were not for the jargon, something like working as a janitor in a hospital might have been plausible. The idea that pleasure is derived from the decayed state of bodies is conflicting with the idea of a medical background, as their professional focus is placed on healing, rather than dismantling. However, this apparent contradiction may be a dangerous assumption so no hypothesis should be overlooked. Finally, the mention of worms suggest that search parties should not look for entire bodies, but perhaps expect to find bones as only remnants. As they usually appear at a more advanced stage of decomposition, and decomposition is facilitated by heat and humidity, these conditions would have to be taken into consideration. However, they can be artificially recreated and are, therefore, not to be taken to be indicative of the climate in the area.

    Although researching the different conditions that may result in a maggot infestation of the colon area may prove to be very educative, as I have not personally pursued medicine, the potential for a life-changing impact appears as faint. In addition, relating to a person captive of an archeological site populated by impaled corpses provides few morals to be derived, if any. There can be no doubt that it is a story, quite litteraly, otherwise the text could be considered an excerpt from a diary, discovered while visiting the place. Stories are crucial pedagogical tools relied upon to extract lessons by other means than direct experience. Therefore, they are not without value. Accumulating such tales, while providing an element of variety, also generates a degree of familiarity. As one’s exposure to this realm grows, so does a certain degree of comfort. Ultimately, hearing the confessions of a child murderer and serial killer, compares to reading a true crime novel or a newspaper article. It may serve as a reminder that such events do take place in the dark corners of this world as well as a form of reality check.

    The contrast in the texts between musical genres could not be more obvious when you compare the lyrics of Necrotic Mutation to those of a band like Rorschach, for example. The perspective generally adopted to convey the images in a genre like death metal places emphasis on the decay and putrefaction, while the characters portrayed are often mad or deranged. The subjects and acts described push the boundaries of shock and consternation and the thought that any public would completely support and condone such behavior would make this world quite a dangerous place. So, what does that say about the bands and their audience? What value does this collection of tales bring to the table? Reliance upon multiple stories describing life and death situations creates an insistence that highlights a certain fascination with death. In a pedagogical perspective, there may be knowledged to be passed on. Perhaps this could be one of the values of death metal –to prepare those paying attention for one of the only certainties of a franklinian lifevi. This morbid tapestry is giving center stage to a collection of elements that the world may otherwise ignore and suppress because of their disturbing nature. Being too unsettling, the general public would rather entertain themselves with comforting, pleasant ideas. Exploring these themes could allow people to get acquainted with ideas that show life in a different light. Death metal could also be an outlet for people struggling with a form of anxiety towards mortality. By weaving together so many variations on that theme, they may be able to defuse their uncertainties and grasp a little bit of control. It is also possible that it is similar to therapy and that by writing such outrageous lyrics, the authors leave it all on paper and are not tempted to get out to satisfy their urges. One could also posit that it is simply a form of escapism and the writers of the genre are building themselves their own world, projecting their deepest instincts for all to hear. These hypotheses as to the function death metal may constitute the first step in a deeper dive into the genre. The recurrence of patterns and themes through the genre may help define the impacts that such texts generate. Further analysis will most likely be required.

Sunday, January 5, 2025

Saetia - Tendrils


 

Saetia – Tendrils

Released January 3, 2025

https://saetianyc.bandcamp.com/track/tendrils


A lot to answer for

A lot of answers tied to right now, a lot can settle a score

Answers tied to right now

The bridge between a cycle we want to end

And a cycle just beginning

I know – I can be a guide, I can be a light

When glass breaks the cracks take over

The story of a whole is buried in these tendrils

In these tendrils

That snake across the surface

Here and everywhere

If we grabbed that story

The cut’s a blemish

A distraction from a path is really all we need

One step past good taste

Two steps in reverse

Three steps in this case

Four steps break this curse

So breathe in this beginning

Beginning an overdue end

Every end another chance

To change the story at hand


You don’t need to point it out

I’ve become you despite a better effort

I’ve become a worse version of myself

All the answers with none of the charm

All of the heat and flash we left in the past

Consuming each breath

A wish tossed out without thought

Everything she told me above the flowers she left behind

Those words wrung out

All the answers none of the charm


    The setting is bi-dimensional, as it refers to two distinct moments in time. The ‘then’, and the ‘right now’. Then would be the ‘cycle we want to end’ and the right now would be the ‘cycle just beginning’. The image of ‘the bridge’ suggests the parties involved may still be in a transition phase of getting from Point A to Point B, and the narrator offers help navigating through the process.

    The trajectory of the transition is described as complex and possibly headed towards negativity, through reliance on images such as cracked glass, being buried under tendrils, a snake, and a cut. Even the suggestion that help may be needed to get to a destination implies that the journey should be expected to be complicated, rather than simple. The glass is not pristine anymore, and has begun to weaken, as cracks spread over. The tendrils burying something also indicate that a lot of time has passed, as tendrils do not grow to cover a surface overnight. If it was wished that the tendrils should cover a surface, the idea would express the achievement of a goal. However, if it was not so, the image would point towards a lack of maintenance and care. Looking at the cover published on Seatia’s Bandcamp page for the single, one can see two people embracing under a whole lot of nature. While it does not indicate whether or not it is a good thing that tendrils are so overgrown, it does reinforce the idea of the subject of the song involving relationships and illustrates the metaphor. The snake is usually associated to bettrayal and an evil force, going back as far as the book of Genesis when the image of the snake was attributed to Satan. Its presence here adds an element of danger lurking, perhaps overseeing the transition that is happening. Qualifying the cut as ‘a blemish’ also allows the inference that a negative connotation can be derived from the situation by drawing upon a deformed quality. All of these elements combined to determine the manner in which the current events are taking place may be a hint of apprehension from the actors, as suggested by the phrase ‘the story of a whole is buried in these tendrils’. The constitution of a whole would combine the beginning, the end, as well as the transition in between. It is interesting to note that this indication only applies to the tendrils, and not necessarily to the cracked glass. Therefore, the narrator, through this statement, appears to be taking a step back to consider their situation and express the impression derived from the reflection.

    The situation is not completely hopeless, however, as a solution may lie in a change of path. The directions for such a path would be to head towards passing ‘good taste’, take a few steps back, and they should be free from the cycle of doom repeating itself. What lays at the end of that path would be a chance to end things in a more favorable manner. An opportunity to achieve different results from the last time these grounds have been thread. By extending an open hand, the narrator is inviting others to engage on the proposed path so they may begin ‘an overdue end’.

    After the project has been explained and proposed, the tone changes from a description of the situation to an introspection. The change is visually hinted at in the lyrics from the band’s page, as the next lines are separate from the rest of the body of lyrics for the song. Similar to a message or a commentary track, the result of the introspection constitutes a form of admission that, despite their best effort, they have failed to become a better person. They are not doing any better. In fact, superiority or condescendence is established when they say ‘I’ve become you despite a better effort / I’ve become a worse version of myself’. Playing devil’s advocate in order to tune out this condescendence, perhaps the author is alluding to an idea that, back when the parties involved parted ways, they expressed dislike for the way each other were, and they are now admitting that, looking back, they are not any different. This might even have been the ‘wish tossed out without thought’. Similar to the way in which an angry person would say things and regret them instantly. In combination with the rest of the song, this message gives the impression that the two parties have been away from each other for a prolonged period of time, as the end is ‘overdue’. Like the meeting of old friends who had left each other on dubious terms. The quality of these terms are supported by the ‘heat and flash we left in the past’. Negativity lies in the way in which they were ‘consuming each breath’. Something has been festering. Heat is an element often associated with arguments, as in the expression a heated argument used to describe a bad jout. Flash, for its part, is an element that is sometimes associated with angeri. Moreover, the terms in which the group parted were not the result of a mere dispute. The idea that they were cursed almost implies that a superior force was at play, causing their ultimate demise.

    Using a musical analogy, a band may have broken up after an argument between its members and, as time went by, perhaps regrets were developed. A so-called maturity may have spawned the idea of unexplored potential, causing one of the members to reach out and extend an open hand. To pursue this analogy a little further, receiving flowers may be associated with acclaim. With the line ‘everything she told me above the flowers she left behind’ would refer to unreceived acclaim and support the idea of unrealized potential. The flowers were left behind as though they belong to the past or they were not acknowledged and remained in the past while everyone moved on, creating and unresolved issue or an incomplete cycle. A loose end.

    Attempting to solve this puzzle under the perspective of the sense derived from the last section of the lyrics, one may look at the very beginning of the song, at the mention of having ‘a lot to answer for’. This adds an element of pressure or burden resting on some shoulders. A pressure to explain. To either hold someone, a group of people, or one’s own self accountable. These things to answer for may have been generated over an extended period of time, just as it may suggest the problem at hand is a complex one that cannot be summarized in only a few words. The task that presents itself is to resolve an issue, or ‘settle a score’. In the context of the internal dynamics of a band, it may mean that the members are looking to make amends to start with a clean slate. Differentiating between the ‘cycle we want to end’ and the ‘cycle just beginning’ would state that they are trying not to replicate the past. Focusing on their old wound would equal to missing out on an opportunity to make things right.

    The one phrase that appears to be harder to fit in the puzzle would be ‘all the answers none of the charm’. As the beginning of the song expresses the intent to answer to a lot, this phrase should be closely tied to the idea of purpose. The first three words of the phrase may imply that all of the pending issues have been addressed. The last four words would indicate the manner in which it was done. In this perspective, the author could be stating that resolving issues is not always pretty. It is possible that it could refer to the theme of accountability and the notion of blame. The implication being that people do not come out of this process unscathed and that all the parties involved have to share the burden.

    The musical analogy is not the only perspective under which one may look at the lyrics for interpretation. It could be broadened to something less specific, like relationships, in general, for example. It seemed fitting that one should look at them under this scope after it has been 26 years since their last release. This generous offering, if any indication of the process involved in its creation, would be received as a good omen of the three song EP that is to come.

Tuesday, December 31, 2024

Rorschach - Remain Sedate


Rorschach

Remain Sedate

Release date : 1991


Pavlov’s Dogs

Numb

Can’t feel

Open wounds never heal

Bleeding

I sense no pain

Festering

Over and over again

Drooling

The bell has rung

What have I said

What have I done

Unconscious to the act

Not realizing until after the fact

Everything evil becomes serene

Drilled in my head

What does it mean?

Numb

Can’t feel

Open wounds never heal

Conditioned to react

Without thought

Without tact

Bleeding

I sense no pain

Festering

Over and over again

Drooling

The bell has rung

What have I said

What have I done

Unconscious to the act

Not realizing until after the fact

Everything evil becomes serene

Drilled in my head

What does it mean

What have I said

What have I done


    As it is in the title of the song, it is almost mandatory to begin by introducing Pavlov, whose name may be familiar to a lot of people. Ivan Petrovich Pavlov, to be exact. If you have done some introduction class in Psychology, the name must have been mentioned. The experiments for which he is known for by most people would be those carried in the 1890’s, in which he researched the response of dogs being fed. i To summarize, he observed that dogs would associate the sound of the assistant bringing the food to eating and would start salivating before the food would actually be in front of them. Stimulus and response introducing the theme of conditioning.

    As for the song, the first image presented is the one of an open wound, bleeding. It is combined to the idea that healing should not be expected. The claim by the interlocutor that they are not experiencing pain spawns the question as to whether they are the one with the wound or they are the one to have inflicted it. The perplexity is maintained for a little while longer, as the audience is made aware that it is a process that is repeated and that is leaving the protagonist in some form of a state of confusion. As though the actions were subconsciously performed. The ringing of the bell, a direct reference to Pavlov’s experiments, has commanded a series of actions performed.

    One of the elements that supports the idea that the pain is inflicted by the author to someone else is the allusion to ‘tact’. If the wounds were self-inflicted, why would tact become an issue? How does one injure themselves with tact? By definition, the notion of tact may imply relationship with others and a desire not to be offensive.ii Although hurting yourself may be offensive to your body, it would be a strange phrasing to express the idea. In this perspective, the song could be interpreted as a realization that the interlocutor has become desensitized to hurting others. The word ‘drooling’ may even suggest that they have developed a desire to do so. However, the conflict between the serenity with ‘everything evil’ and the perplexity resulting from the actions performed indicates that the transformation may not be complete. It suggests that the actions may not be entirely condoned.

    Having been programmed implies that someone is behind the programming. The identity of that person is left unkown as no clues are provided. Is it possible that someone would program themselves through repetition? The ringing of the bell could simply be a trigger, and not an actual person trying to generate a reaction. The answer to that question may reveal itself to be some form of personality test. If you believe the source to be external, you would be the type of person who blames others for the things going wrong in your life. If you believe the source to be internal, you would be more inclined to blaming yourself.

    Side note, apparently the song appears in the movie Zero Dark Thirty. As violence and war go hand in hand, it may be a credit to the pertinence of the song, even nowadays, even 35 years after the fact.


In the Year of Our Lord

Blindfolded

Gagged

Planet tied to a stake

Only seconds remain

Dreading the impending fate

The firing squad aligns

An all too familiar sight

Human callousness and greed

Wholeheartedly take aim

The pendulum swings

Moving closer to your skin

The worst has been feared

Darkness

Closing innocent eyes

I can see the so called

So called progress

I can sense the fear

Fear of the future

Widespread starvation

Screaming in poverties’ choir

The well endowed hold a match to this funeral pyre

A terrible imbalance

An incredible waste

No direct experience of famine’s taste

Caught in the grind of the plague of humankind

These problems are not mine

This pain is not mine

I don’t care if you live or die


    From whose perspective are we experiencing Planet Earth’s execution? And, is it the physical planet that is ‘tied to a stake’? Or is it only living beings, making this image more literal? A clue to answer these questions may be found in the identity of the executioners, which are identified as ‘human callousness and greed’. The finger points to a lack of empathyiii and perhaps capitalism, if ‘greed’ is linked to the ‘progress’ appearing a few lines apart. In this perspective, the lack of empathy would be towards the fate of the beings inhabiting the planet because the resources are being depleted to satisfy a desire for profit.

    An opposition is established as the event is described through the eyes of an audience. There is a separation between the ‘firing squad’, those on the execution line, and the witnesses. If those being executed are members of the same group as the audience, the situation would be a duality. If not, the situation would involve three groups. The guilty, the force of repression for the ‘well endowed’, and the audience. Another contrast appears in the executioners and the famined mouths of the poverty choir. Both groups are established as separate because they have had different living conditions. Through this polarization, the narrator places themselves directly in the action, although it is unclear on which side, as they say ‘I can see the so called / so called progress / I can sense the fear’. Moreover, later on, they refuse to share the burden of the ‘impending fate’, expressing detachment and strong lack of interest in the outcome of the execution. Playing a little bit of devil’s advocate, exposing a bias and projecting a desire for the narrator to be on the side of the underdogs, a paralel could be drawn between In the Year of Our Lord and Pavlov’s Dogs to posit that the source of their detachment stems from their conditioning. Therefore, the lack of empathy signaled would not necessarely imply that the narrator are part of the elite of the haves. As opposition is established through the social classes of the parties involved, it is also expressed through vocabulary, as the ‘blindfolded’ are opposed to an ‘all too familiar sight’. In addition, the intensity of the drive from the authority figures differs from the one of the narrator. The former takes aim ‘wholeheartedly’, implying that they are invested in the action taking place, but the narrator does not ‘care if you live or die’. It is cruciality against detachment. This mix of opposing forces establishes a climate of war.

    The portrait is one of an execution by firing squad, but it is also one of a ‘funeral pyre’. The phrase ‘firing squad’ may be misleading and mean that they are the ones setting a fire, and not firing rifles. If that were so, mentioning that they are aligned would be a very specific thing to say of a rare image.

    The theme of responsibility, if not accountability, is brought up, as the singer states that ‘these problems are not mine / this pain is not mine / I don’t care if you live or die’. The picture established is a planet being executed in front of the narrator’s eyes. The absence of emotion towards the event taking place implies more than mere detachment. It could be that the witness believes the victims has brought it upon themselves. It could be that the narrator has taken actions to differentiate themselves from those being executed. Those actions are not to stop an execution, obviously, but they may be to not give in to ‘the grind of the plague of humankind’, callousness and greed. It would be similar to claiming that this burden falls upon the shoulders of each and everyone and that it is a fight that one has to fight for themselves and no one can do it for them. The theme of injustice is also brought up, through the ‘terrible imbalance’ qualifying the differences in life experiences of the different groups. It is said to be unfair that a fraction of the population experiences malnourishment while others never have to do so.


Someone

Insecurity

No identity

Finding it hard to cope with reality taking over

The greater majority

A lack of confidence is all that I see

Someone to confess to

Someone to confide in

Someone to believe in

That’s what you seek

My mind is mine

I won’t partake in petty rituals for tradition’s sake

When I’m forced to choose and that choice I make is right

I’ll take credit

Not some spiritual insight

Someone to confess to

Someone to confide in

Someon to believe in

That’s what you seek


    On first degree, the theme of integrity appears to be put forward. There is a sense of modulating your own identity in order to please and adhere to a ‘greater majority’. In a social context, it could be interpreted as someone trying to fit in, but the friendships gained in the process are false because they do not result in people that will be there for you when you need to ‘confess’ or ‘confide’. This interpretation, however, does not account for phrases such as ‘not some spiritual insight’ or ‘tradition’s sake’. What tradition would that have refered to? Some rite of passage? Making friends?

    The use of these two words, in combination with ‘someone to believe in’ rather hints at Religion. In that perspective, every puzzle piece fits into place. The insecurities are the hurdles one faces, going through life, and the ‘reality taking over’. The absence of identity would happen when one submits to a higher power because, as everything you do becomes in honor of some god, you forfeit individuality. The singer’s critique becomes an hypothesis as to the reason why people would turn to religion, which would be ‘a lack of confidence’. The ‘petty rituals for tradition’s sake’ would refer to elements such as going to church, praying, not using the name of the preferred god in vain, amongst other things.

    It could be argued that the theme of accountability makes another appearance with the lines ‘when I’m forced to choose and that choice I make is right / I’ll take credit’. The statement being that their actions are the result of their choice, not the expression of the will of a higher power. When every action made is in the name of a god, that force becomes credited with the idea, the performance and the result. As a reference and a more musical expression of that idea, one may look at Strongarm’s Supplicationiv, in which they say ‘a life of self sacrifice / a new creation / devotion to purity, in the midst of light conviction / […] I surrender all / all I am I’ve spent / spent my essence and much more / more than this death’. This theme further establishes the singer’s view on Religion.


Impressions

We try to hide

Afraid to admit

Subconsciously

A crime we commit

Fear of conclusions

Others will make

Determines what shape it will take

Feeling cheap

Unworthy of praise

Feeling helpless

Don’t surrender to feeling of incompetency

Realization is all

Is all that will overcome

The powers to which we have succumbed

Prying loose

I don’t need your help

All I need was to be myself

What you see is no concern of mine

A day will come when we will all be blind

To what others might see as progression

All I see is an attempt of impression


    A vicious cycle of guilt, fear, and shame is what awaits people who attribute too much importance to the perception from others. If the desire to live up to expectation weighs too heavily in the balance, failure may result in ‘feeling cheap / unworthy of praise / feeling helpless’. Adopting the strategy of leading by example, the singer shares the way in which they were able to overcome this cycle and set themselves free.

    If the narrator gives the impression that they have overcome the obstacle of fearing the perception from others and, therefore, are looking back on those who are still in the cycle, they are not witnesses passing judgement. Rather, the stance is more similar to lending a helping hand. A glimmer of hope echoed in the lines ‘a day will come when we will all be blind / to what others might see as progression’. Optimism joining the party.

    Although the use of the word ‘crime’ may simply refer to a reproachable action, if it were indeed referring to acts punishable by law, Impressions would become a glorification of street life. In this perspective, the advice is to claim your crimes without fearing the ‘conclusions’ of a jury. The sense of shame ‘subconsciously’ acting on perpetrators, pressuring them to try to ‘hide’ what they have done is the same that is attacking their self-esteem. Instead of developing an idea that they are ‘helpless’ and incompetents, the alternative would be to view their resume as ‘realization’. Shedding this fear of the perception of others and embracing their true nature is the suggested key.

    The word ‘impression’, in this context, refers to the impression made on others and a certain anxiety resulting from concern over whether or not that impression is positive or negative. The ‘attempt of impression’ would be a form of objective similar to trying to please or catering to an audience. In addition, the phrases ‘a day will come when we will all be blind / to what others might see as progression’ suggest the existence of a form of tradition as it evokes a set idea of progress. Expected behavior would therefore be perceived as progress, as it follows a path considered normal. Any different path would be considered outside the norm.


Clenching

Change

A matter of time

Leaving the past behind

Trying to relive your life

Letting opportunities slip by

Unclench the fist you hold so tight

Grasping all that is gone

Get a grip on what is to come

Don’t let that knot come undone

A stranglehold that can’t be helped

Turning back will do no good

Wishing you had it all over again

Let it go

Look ahead

Unclench the fist you hold so tight

Grasping all that is gone

Get a grip on what is to come

Don’t let that knot come undone

Clenching


    Evolution. Nostalgia. Routine. Familiarity. Regret. All of them elements associated to the cycle of human life. A rite of passage on the horizon, if one is willing to face the challenge. Time inevitably goes by and things around individuals will change and evolve. Repeating the same things, over and over again, perpetuates a cycle of familiarity. Opting for the familiar choice implies that certain opportunities remain unexplored. One can miss the past, but they can also miss connections or miss out on experiences.

    The advice, in Clenching, could follow Horace and the expression Carpe Diemv, as it recommends geting ‘a grip on what is to come’ and not letting go of it. Regret is portrayed as normal, as it ‘can’t be helped’. While both Horace and the singer may be making the same suggestion based on the uncertainty that the missed opportunities will present themselves again, in the future, Clenching appears to place an emphasis on escaping a cycle. There is a contradiction in ‘leaving the past behind’ and ‘trying to relive your life’. As time cannot be controlled or stopped, as far as we know, the past can only be left ‘behind’. Trying to relive one’s life would prove to be a futile attempt to recreate moments, while each moment created would be distinct, in and of itself (for a deeper exploration of the subject, perhaps we call upon Buried Inside’s Chronoclast?vi). That contradiction may be the basis for the suggestion.

    The image relied upon for the metaphor of living in the past is the one of a clenched fist grasping on the past. A symbolic gesture as the fist is not holding anything because all the moments are gone. The narrator’s tone is insistant and categorical, as they say ‘turning back will do no good’, ‘let it go’, ‘look ahead’, and finally ‘get a grip on what is to come / don’t let that knot come undone’. The choice of this tone may suggest that the clenching the title of the song refers to could be the one of new opportunities, rather than the one holding on to the past. Tone could be the only support to the idea that the title refers to either of them in particular.


So It Goes

Impervious to horror

Abstinence seen as an illusion

Chain-link armor

Impeded on by an unknown force

Pain

Pain

We are all products of our environment

Entrapped

Unable to decide

Yet we sit back on our collective heels and go along for the ride

Driven by contempt in a quagmire of lies

Forced to consent until one dies

Thwarted attempts to a longer life

Recourse stems from infinite tries

So it goes


    The setting includes an horror people have become accustomed to being exercized by an ‘unknown force’. Resistance to it is established as futile, as it is only an ‘illusion’. The ‘quagmire of lies’ may hint at the justifications we draw upon to clear our collective conscience. A mecanism developed to help us ‘go along for the ride’. The first clue as to the subject appears in the line ‘forced to consent until one dies’. This precision hints that the horror allowed to go on may be crime or injustice. The point being made could therefore be that certain actions are being permitted until they reach murder. Under this perspective, So It Goes would draw upon the theme of legality.

    The critique states that injustice is accepted for the simple reason that if the actions were wrong, they would have been punished by law. As the Law is not a physical construct, it would be compatible with the use of the phrase ‘unknown force’. It would be unknown for the reason that it cannot be seen. However, as the concept becomes familiar, the force would cease to be ‘unknown’. It is possible, therefore, that the ‘unknown force’ may be the one causing the injustice and the Law would be the ‘chain-link armor’, as the function of the resource would be to protect the ones wearing it. As the Law, in theory, applies to everyone, abstinence from it would only be a belief or an ‘illusion’. Following in the same direction, the ‘thwarted attempts to a longer life’ would refer to imprisonment, the consequence to committing murder. The recourses developed, for their part, could refer to jurisprudence, as judgements draw upon past cases. The reference to Determinismvii highlights the incapacity to act outside of the lessons derived from past experiences. The implication of the reference to the source of our behavior may be that the Law is only a plaster and does not affect the cause. It may be possible to solve the puzzle of So It Goes through a judicial lens.

    Once again, the image of the cycle is evoked in the actions allowed to go on as well as in the allusion to infinity. It is becoming a common theme, throughout the album, creating an effect of urgency. The enumeration of these cycles could be compared to making a list for the things that need to change.


Lighting Strikes Twice

The perfumed scent of economic stability

Dulled the stench of burning flesh

Turned their heads and pretended but they couldn’t hide from their blood soaked conscience

Injecting a plethora of green into your living corpse

You’re dead and buried

Remain sedate

Without conviction

Genocidal crucifixion

It still occurs on all scales

Do you feel the guilt


    A process of zombification is described through the images of a ‘living corpse’ and a person under sedation. The zombies are not of the brain-eating kind, however, but rather of the mindless worker type. In the name of a healthy economy, people are burning themselves for a cash reward. The question implied being -is this sacrifice voluntary or forced? One of the few clues may reside in the idea that certain people have ‘turned their heads’ and ‘pretended’, resulting in a ‘blood soaked conscience’. Under the perspective that the people have voluntarily submitted to this zombification, the workers would have agreed to a job that would provide an ‘economic stability’, but it comes with an impression of going against nature because the conscience is affected. The injection of money would resemble a vaccine that someone signs up for. This agreement causes the transformation into mindless creatures spinning a wheel. Asking them whether or not they ‘feel the guilt’ suggests that it might not have been worthwhile.

    Under the perspective that the people were forced into becoming the living dead lends an image of experimentation. The scientists performing the procedure would be the ones burning the flesh of the subjects, as well as the ones who have to live with troubled consciences. In addition, they would be the ones allowing the payment to the workers and those who would have made the economy so attractive.

    Crucifixion may be a crucial element in determining consent, as it was a capital punishment, until the fourth century ADviii. As it was a punishment, the people crucified had to be convicted by some form of tribunal. Therefore, it was imposed.

    By relying upon both the second person and third person pronoun, a distinction is being made the parties involved. They are the ones turning their heads, pretending, unable to hide from a guilty conscience, and ‘injecting a plethora of green into your living corpse’. You would be the ones who are living corpses, who are ‘dead and buried’, who are sedated, and ‘without conviction’. Establishing such distinction further supports the idea that consent has not been given, and that consequences are being imposed upon one of the parties.

    When the question is asked whether or not the audience feels guilty, the question could be addressed to the perpetrators, as well as the victims. If addressing the perpetrators, the aim of the question becomes an attempt at evaluating the shamelessness behind the action. If addressing the victims, the question could be questioning the verdict.


No One Dies Alone

Losing sight

Losing the fight

Something done

No one expects

You’re looking

Looking for an easy way out

Said and done

You can’t have regrets

Selfish

Your existence has ceased

Leaving questions

Only you can answer

Making all feel guilty

Guilty for what seems nobody’s fault but your own

You’ll need to see

Understand what you’re doing

You’re looking for attention

You may never get

No laughter

Tears

Pleasure

Fears

Battles to be fought

Friendships need be sought

Feelings

Good or bad

Love you once had

Questions

Needs be answered

You’ve killed yourself

Nothing matters

No one dies alone


    It is impossible not to think of Ringworm’s song of the same titleix, when reading No One Dies Alone. Technically, Ringworm’s song was released around fourteen years after Rorschach’s. The point is not to say who did it first, but rather draw attention to the idea that the subject of suicide has been discussed for quite some time.

    Beginning with an empathetic look at a person hurting and on the verge of committing the irreparable, the point of view quickly turns to the people this decision leaves behind. What sounded so understanding turns into blame, as suicide is qualified as an ‘easy way out’, as well as a ‘selfish’ act. An angry tone directed at the departed also seeps through, within lines such as ‘making all feel guilty / guilty for what seems nobody’s fault but your own’, and ‘you’re looking for attention’. No One Dies alone appears to be a failure to communicate both on the part of the person whose ‘existence has ceased’ and those left with the guilt. On the one hand, the person who committed suicide failed to reach out to friends while, on the other hand, the so-called friend is taken by surprise, as supported by the phrase ‘something done / no one expects’. It is possible that, had communication been better, the friend might have caught signals.

    Selfishness, in the context of suicide, has to go both ways. If the person opting out was selfish in not thinking of the people they would leave behind and the burden of guilt and incomprehension dropped on their shoulders, it is not any less selfish to overlook someone’s despair and ask of them that they should place the well being of those friends above their own interest. In the lines ‘you’ll need to see / understand what you’re doing / you’re looking for attention / you may never get’, the author appears to be clarify that the point being made is that suicide was not the right solution to the problem as it does not achieve the objective. In other words, what would be the point of drawing attention to yourself if you cannot capitalize from it because you are gone? Furthermore, the final lines act as final nails in a coffin as they state ‘you’ve killed yourself / nothing matters’, simultaneously indicating that the ones who are still alive will have to learn to carry the weight or move on and that the person who was struggling will not hurt anymore.

    In comparison, Ringworm’s No One Dies Alone adopts a similar stance, as it also involves incomprehension in the line ‘loyalties forged in fire / will make no sense of this’. However, while it directs attention to the friend hurting from the departure in the line ‘you take a piece of me with you’, the tone is less angry from the absence of the element of blame. Variations on a theme.


My Mind’s in a Vice (and It’s Being Cranked Real Tight)

I don’t like the quiet

It forces me to think

Roadblock in my mind

Pushing me to the brink

I slowly lose compassion for this putrid place

I slowly lose hope for the human race

My mind’s in a vice and it’s cranked real tight

My mind’s in a vice

All the pressure is going to make me explode


    The reference to ‘the quiet’ depicts the setting as an empty room or some place away from the city. The author is looking at the state of the world and the impression is not conducive to creativity. Their diminishing appreciation for ‘this putrid place’ morphs into hopelessness and futility. The more intense this impression becomes, the closer the protagonist approaches to a breaking point. The inspirational ‘roadblock’ is echoed in the lack of details clarifying exactly of what elements the singer disapproves of, creating a circular point of view. The loss of compassion prevents them from finding the words to express their disappointment. The incapacity to express themselves creates the silence that has them focusing on what is wrong, which, in turn, generates the disapproval that is being bottled up inside. A song written about the inability to write lyrics.


Checkmate

To you

Life’s a fucking game and you’re the king

Maneuvering friends

Doesn’t mean a thing

Now you’re losing them

One by one

Your enemy approaches

He’s got you on the run

You won’t stick your neck out

You won’t compromise

You can get by on the manipulation of others’ lives

Making them take the brunt of a force you’re afraid to confront

Now they’re all gone

It’s too late

Checkmate

Pawns are gone

You’re out of bait

Feel it as they focus their hate

Try to surround yourself

Your walls are breaking

Those you have left want to be taken

They see you for what you are and what you have done

This game is no longer fun

Making them take the brunt of a force you’re afraid to confront

Now they’re all gone

It’s too late

Checkmate


    The title of the song refers directly to the game of chess and the song itself describes a person using life as their chess board, using their friends as their pieces. The comparison highlights the manner in which the subject is disposing of each and every other piece to block the attack from the ‘enemy’ instead of using their own means to respond. This attitude is attributed to a fear of confrontation.

    The point being made could be that life is not a game of chess and it involves real people, not just material pieces. That is supported in the idea that the pawns are able to feel hatred and their desire to be taken out of the game after realizing the way in which they were being used. Their ability to feel emotions differentiates them from objects. Moreover, if a game was being played, they might not have given their consent in being used as pieces. The subject would have decided that some people would be manipulated so that they could reach their own personal objectives. The manipulation was allowed to continue only while it was ‘fun’ and the game was lost once there were no one left to manipulate.

    Using the metaphor of a game of chess to describe some form of social manipulation, a victim of manipulation would equal a piece being taken out by the opposing team. A victim of manipulation could, for example, be someone befriended only for the sake of being introduced to other people. The victim, in this case, would be feeling good because of the idea that they have connected with someone and they are spending good times, together. Once they realize that the person who befriended them only wanted to use this connection to befriend other people, they would be left alone and the positive feelings would be gone. This is one of the ways in which the situation could be transposed in an image. After the veil was lifted and everyone realized the game that was being played, the victims of this manipulation were still on the board, which implies that they could still be considered as part of the king’s ‘walls’, but they were wishing or expecting to be taken out. This wish or this expectation could translate as people tolerating someone they do not care much about, temporarily.

    In addition to stating the difference between real life and a game of chess, the idea that the king loses because all the other pieces are gone implies that the king could never win on their own. Their failure to comprehend it and realize how they were overestimating their own capacity are both elements that cause their downfall.


Exist

The rich reeks of beauty

Money down the drain

The poor ignore such vanity

Tolerating endless pain

Why must we compete to be the best?

Why can’t we be content to exist?

It’s impractical

I see only an excuse

Like a disease

There’s a cure

It just needs to be found

Death tolls grow higher

Pulse slowed by greed

Economic feasability

Overpowers the human need

Innocent people doing their best

Why can’t we be content to exist?

Health is not a luxury


    The struggle of the haves against the havenots. Vanity against grit. The reference to richness, when combined to beauty, immediately brings to mind the idea of plastic surgery. Having money grants the rich access to these procedures, while the poor have to remain in their body and endure ‘endless pain’. In this perspective, the competition to determine ‘the best’ could be in terms of looks. If an argument can be made about the surgery and it being ‘impractical’, however, it becomes harder to make a case for the death toll. Addtionally, the ‘pulse’, ‘economic feasability’ and ‘need’ are all pieces that do not appear to belong to this puzzle.

    The reference to ‘health’ is the key that puts everything into perspective. Exist would be more compatible with the idea of healthcare. The rich are able to get treatment for whatever they need, while the poor, on the other end of the spectrum, have to seek treatment they can afford. If they do not have sufficient funds, they have to tolerate ‘endless pain’. It is more than probable that the consequences will be lethal, in some cases. Accessibility to heatlhcare is being questioned, as the narrator asks ‘why must we compete to be the best? / Why can’t we be content to exist?’

    The critique is also pointing a finger at priorities in developing cures and marketability weighing more in the balance than human well being. The lines ‘economic feasability / overpowers the human need’ imply that money is not invested in finding a cure unless it is profitable. The opposite attitude would have been to look at the situation in terms of ‘by any means necessary’, knowing that people are hurting from the lack of commitment.


Oppress

Save the oppressed

Oppressed in whose eyes

Ours so we’re told

Propagandized into being the savior for those who need no help

Only sending the delicate balance into infinite motion

A balance of opposition that wasn’t so wrong

We took advantage

We’ve moved right in legal monopolies

Nothing more

Locking the oppressed into a corner of greed

Who can we blame?

Ourselves

How can we stop?

It’s too late

Oppress

Oppress the opposition

Blow out of proportion

You’ve done it so well

Taking us one step closer to hell

Oppress

Oppress the opposition

Cover up your actions and all that they mean

Plow over the rubble with an overabundance of green


    Propaganda, opposition, ‘being the savior’, ‘blow out of proportion’ are clues pointing towards War. Not a visceral war opposing two well established rivalvries, but rather a more subtle one, as suggested by the covert actions. The uncertainty about the level of oppression those saved were facing raises questions. Having to justify the reason why intervention was necessary implies it was not all that clear, in the first place. If said intervention results in ‘rubble’, it hints at destruction, which, therefore, supports the idea that war is the subject of the song.

    Oppress relies upon an image of bettrayal to question the reasons for waging war. One of the reasons invoked to get involved in war is to save the oppressed. Another could be to gain financial advantage. This is supported by the references to ‘legal monopolies’, the ‘corner of greed’, and the ‘overabundance of green’. When the question is asked as to where the blame should be directed, and the answer is ‘ourselves’, this could be because the ‘we’ were the ones who allowed the situation to happen, whether as the result of being lied to or not overseeing the escalation. If the war in question is an international one, the song could depict citizens disillusioned with the ways their government is selecting the conflicts they get involved in.

    The line ‘blow out of proportion’ is an idea that could allude to the idea that perhaps, the solution to the disagreement could have been different than conflict. For example, and on a smaller scale, when people disagree and choose to resolve the dispute through a fistfight. Inflicting physical damage does not make an a point become irrelevent. It does not make things make more sense. Being the victor of a fistfight does not make the point you were making any more valid than it was when people were still arguing with words. When witnessing a fistfight, some may get the impression that for the situation to escalate to the point where conversation would not suffice and it made it impossible for both parties to maintain composure, it had to be blown out of proportion. Now, transpose the idea to a scale as big as international war. The consequences are more dire than a black eye or a bleeding lip. They are in terms of human lives.

    People being desensitized to inflicting pain onto others, the planet being destroyed for financial gain, people relying upon religion to justify their actions or their way of life, the anxieties generated by life in society, the reluctance in getting out of one’s comfort zone, letting laws and policy makers dictate what is acceptable and what is punishable, capitalism and the dilemma of choosing between a larger income or a cleaner conscience, Suicide, numbness, manipulation, healthcare, and War. Such are the elements in the picture painted by Remain Sedate. If you take a step back and think of the state of the world, today, would you say all of those themes are still relevant? These are all the more reasons why Rorschach deserves an entry on your end-of-the-year billboard from your favorite app. However, that would barely scratch the surface, as the implication from this work still being pertinent today would be that either things have not changed or they have not changed enough. Assessing the progress that was made since 1991 is a study for another time, but Remain Sedate might be a valid starting point.