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likes rhythmic things that butt up against each other
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This singing and lyrics are just so diazepam sinister. You have this gorgeous music and gentle background lullaby "bah bah bahs" wedded to really unsettling lyrics and mogadon singing, like he's downed a few whiskies and pills because he's done something awful.
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I wanted to punch you in your god's dice loving balls for not loving lightning bolt.
“Now be cursed and banned from the ground that has opened its mouth to receive your brother's blood at your hands,” (Genesis 4.11) coupled with, “I got blood, blood on my hands, the stain of a human,” makes for intriguing theater for the neurons on this listen of Buckle Up. For the figural Cain, who literally murders his brother in the raw text, but moreover represents the transfer of sometimes negative genealogical traits from parent to child, reality sets in the morning after.
“I finally awoke to my mother's wrath. Call lights, bed sores, and sponge baths,” equate to the cradle-to-grave punishment we endure from our passed-on transgressions. “Firstly do no harm, then put your seatbelt on,” represents humanity’s fall from Grace, and the mad rush to re-achieve. “Buckle up.”
“The drapes pull back, reveal her wound, her boy on her lap, a murderer groomed.” The young Cain and Eve must’ve had quite the conversation. “Antiquities lost, lost to the Nile,” parallels, “He drove out the man [and] placed the cherubim, and a sword flaming and turning to guard the way to the tree of life. (Genesis 3.24) Within just a couple generations of man’s inception, “A sudden slip, a fall on the time,” spells the collective fate.
Other than some car crash analogy, I can’t think of a dreamier complement to Stone’s Beatlesque triplet ballad. Dark but true. “Firstly do no harm, then put your seatbelt on. Buckle up.”
Something to do with the combination of the cloying, sing-songy quality of the music and those awful and disturbing lyrics ('bed sores and sponge baths').
It's maybe the only Pearl Jam song I find genuinely unpleasant, like it's tripping some kind of disgust reflex.
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