#they call it the killer track cause it’s in the fucking chorus bro
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Ngl the killer track itself (song not episode) is pretty weak shit… The entire crux of how it’s so hardcore is that it kills you, but irl without that schtick it’s actually a little mid
#hatchetfield#starkid#killer track#nmt2#isn’t one of the lyrics literally ‘back again it’s the killer track’#shawty#they call it the killer track cause it’s in the fucking chorus bro#not cause it kills people damn#I like the song but they coulda gone a little harder on those lyrics#throw in some gutturals#sincerely a metal head Starkid fan#Hatchetfield confessions
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We obviously need your song by song analysis of evermore please!
i got asked to do this about four times so here it is.....much anticipated. i know. please note that when i say that i hate her or despise her i don’t actually mean that. but i do
EVERMORE
OK LETS GO
WILLOW - ok, groovy first time you hear it, right? has a strong rumbly wiggle. let’s VIBE. the low of the verse, the high of the chorus…oh my goodness! what is she doing. she’s just out there! wow. “wherever you stray i follow” is a banger. “life was a willow and it bent right to your wind” with the overlay oof let’s go.!!!! a shockingly strong first entry of the record…best one since “welcome to new york” maybe!!! let’s just say it!!! for some reason “i come back stronger than a 90s trend” throws me off though…i don’t know. it’s just so moody pop, no one is doing it like her!!! i hate her
CHAMPAGNE PROBLEMS - every time i listen to this song i listen to it four times. not a joke. it’s perfect. i don’t think i need to convince anyone! it’s perfect!!!!! what are you doing? taylor swift, the most dramatic bitch, has been writing dramatic bitch songs since she was fourteen and yet, somehow, she contrives to write even more dramatic things as she ages. this song is a JOKE. there are not ENOUGH songs about denying proposals! it’s just simple and sad. oh my god. it’s insane. the fact that she wrote this with her boyfriend (i have a running theory that they are married, we are going to refer to joe as her Perfect and Glorious Husband from now on) …… come on. the ENTIRE BREAKDOWN. “YOUR MIDAS TOUCH ON THE CHEVY DOOR / NOVEMBER FLUSH YOUR FLANNEL CURE / THIS DORM WAS ONCE A MADHOUSE / I MADE A JOKE WELL ITS MADE FOR ME / HOW EVERGREEN OUR GROUP OF FRIENDS / DON’T THINK WE’LL SAY THAT WORD AGAIN / AND SOON THEY’LL HAVE THE NERVE TO DECK THE HALLS THAT WE ONCE WALKED THROUGH” ……. concluding with that absolute stabby killer “what a shame she’s fucked in the head” oh my god……….. and the song resolving in a very adult “you’ll find someone else” god
GOLD RUSH - ok so like this song is like ok it’s got the same groovy high /low that’s happening on willow but it’s so different! it’s so good! the pulse of the beat propelling the whole thing through and then the falling apart “oh what must it be like to grow up that beautiful”……………..ok. the visceral image of “my eagles t-shirt hanging from the door” …………. i admire very much taylor’s oncoming gift of moving through high/low imagery…… i love her so much? it’s so HARD. “my mind turns your life into folklore” beautiful! BEAUTIFUL! also i have some belief in me that this is about karlie kloss but i shall not dive into that hole.
TIS THE DAMN SEASON - oh so i’m supposed to LIVE with this song EXISTING. WHY!!!! HOW……..oh my god………..taylor was like, yes, i’m going to write a song about a famous girl going home and banging her high school flame for a week and jack and aaron were like oh ok. “i parked my car between the methodist and the school that used to be ours.” she is such a joke. “you could call me babe for the weekend” like ok emo!! emo!!! OK. I LOVE THIS SONG
TOLERATE IT - taylor really gave us the most depressing track 5, but it’s absolutely a banger and i love her! she is just vibing! oh my god. what a specific emotion to pinpoint with this song….it’s such a gift. no one is hitting this space
NO BODY NO CRIME - this song has no business being on this record but in the BEST WAY, like how daddy lessons mysteriously appears in the middle of lemonade. oh my goodness. this is just pure country revenge song. taylor was like oh actually i haven’t forgotten my roots and i hate men more than i ever have. and she got haim to sing with her. and it’s so good. the low “i think he did it” oh my goodness. this song is a joke. how is it real? it’s just a perfect radio song. it reminds me very much of “before he cheats” but it’s a lot more sonically calm
HAPPINESS - similar to “tolerate it” and i think “champagne problems” this song is beating on an emotional bush that is really really hard to hit the head of. like, so she collabed with the national and bon iver on this record and previous obvi, and i LOVE them, but their music can often be very………impressionistic? perhaps? is how i might put it. it’s sometimes hard to get a note of specificity from it. imo. but taylor loves a fucking story bro. and she has figured out how to tell made up stories. she can’t be stopped now. like…this space of a breakup and knowing that it’s for the best and being sad in this way? name a pop star who has a song this nuanced. for real! god. i despise her. “across a great divide / there is a glorious sunrise”
DOROTHEA - the other half to the far superior TIS THE DAMN SEASON and a banger all the same. it has the bouncy joy of the most buoyant national songs. in the same vein as the also far superior BETTY, she has her sweet dumb boy slurry and less intelligent voice. i love that she paints these narrators this way, it’s just nothing she would have ever reached for ever before this period. she has a Perfect and Glorious Husband now and she has begun to understand teenage boys, FINALLY.
CONEY ISLAND - i have upon many occasions opined that i love the national VERY MUCH. i once went to a festival with my gf and her sister to see them even though i was expressly not invited and you know what despite the fact that it caused a lot of angst, i got to see the national play TERRIBLE LOVE in the middle of the night and I SCREAMED IT. so like, listen. what is matt berninger doing here, to me, specifically????????? i was somewhat hesitant about how their voices might blend, but it works astonishingly well. and i think that it’s so wonderful, i can’t. the imagery of a dreary coney island…..”sorry for not winning you an arcade ring.” as taylor always proves, the bridge is spectacular. “were you standing in the hallway / with a big cake / happy birthday”……”and when i got into the accident / the sight that flashed before me was your face / but when i walked up to the podium / i think that i forgot to say your name” sorry to yOU calvin. she had ISSUES. and now she has a Perfect and Glorious Husband. also “sorry for not making you my centerfold” ok kaylor
IVY - this song is about emily dickinson and i DARE you to tell me that i’m wrong. I DARE YOU. I DARE YOU. you’d be wrong! embarrassing for you. taylor finally writing a probably legitimate queer song and it’s about fucking emily dickinson is so on brand…..it’s dripping with poetry and groove and she’s so fucking dumb i hate her so much. her narrative of ivy and poetry and the lakes district…….ok taylor. i know. i know you watched all the dickinson things that came out and you identified with her. the gentle sway of the “oh, goddamn” and the “oh, i can’t”……i CAN’T EITHER TAYLOR !!! i CAN”T TAYLOR!!!! “oh goddamn / my pain fits in the palm of your freezing hand / taking mine but it’s been promised to another / oh i can’t / stop you putting roots in my dreamland” TAYLOR. and then she says, “oh you didn’t realize this wasn’t gay?” “i want to know the fatal flaw that makes you long to be magnificently cursed” like @ emily yourself taylor “he wants what’s only yours”……TAYLOR. give me the entire catalogue of emily dickinson songs!!!!! i can’t do this. “springs breaks loose / but so does fear” “i’d live and die for moments that we stole / on begged and borrowed time / so tell me to run / or dare to sit and watch what we’ll become / and drink my husband’s wine.” taylor if you see this post, a, i love you, b, i need you to tell me about ivy, and c, PLEASE can i have tickets to your next tour in the year 2025 or whenever because my gf never buys me any to your shows……….i love this song if it isn’t clear. i think i’d love it if it wasn’t gay
COWBOY LIKE ME - ok this will sound weird and if you’ve read this far i’m going to assume that you don’t care about me being weird…but this song reminds me of the fanfiction STAY THE NIGHT by lynnearlington (maybe u’ve heard of it). please reply if you think about this and feel the same. “never wanted love / just a fancy car” “you had some tricks up your sleeve / takes one to know one / you’re a cowboy like me” the opening line re: the tent-like thing reminds me very strongly of the fourth of july at our family’s country club and they set up a tent over the parking lot and this song just makes me think of that vibe????? i don’t know. i have vibes. i love this song a lot, which is impressive because it follows after the gay euphoria of IVY. perhaps this is because it gives me its own gay euphoria. “now you hang from my lips like the garden babylon” ???? is one of the most gay, seductive, brutal lyrics i have ever heard. she wrote that down and was like, oh yeah, vibez, hundo p. she did that to me
LONG STORY SHORT - this song is an honorary sequel to I FORGOT THAT YOU EXISTED from the lover era (honestly i’m still in the lover era). but i actually think this song is better! so we are taking that. “actually i’ve always thought that i looked better from the rearview” ok taylor let’s access that feeling! “no more keeping score / i just keep you warm” is like, stupidly sweet. rip to calvin but now taylor has a Perfect and Glorious Husband.
MARJORIE - made me cry, simple and beautiful. one of the more personal songs on the tracklist! and something that i had never considered that she would write about, but i think the quarantine period has allowed a lot of us to dig into our feelings, so….vibez. we’re vibing!
CLOSURE - this song’s production sounds a lot like bon iver’s recent productions, very tech-y and repetitive and spare. rip to karlie kloss but taylor has a Perfect and Glorious Husband and karlie’s legal last name is kushner so who really won? hmm? i love “i’m fine with my spite / and my tears / and my beers / and my candles” the inclusion of candles is just. vibez. there are four candles lit rn in our apartment!
EVERMORE - i think this song is very intriguing and i’m still puzzling with it! the simplicity of her depressive gray November phase and then the very ebullient and bold bon iver interlude……..really has a manic/depressive, sad/angry vibe???? it feels so on brand for this pandemic quarantine…..and it works shockingly well, except for that i’d rather listen to the bon iver part for 10 minutes more. “all my waves are being tossed / is there a line that i can just go cross” and then taylor’s sort of call and response with his interlude…���should just be the whole song. but it’s still good. that’s how annoying she is
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Long live 2PAC!
I CONSIDER THIS TO BE THE MOST INTERESTING RAP TRACK OF ALL TIME IN REGARDS TO LYRICS. THERE ARE A NUMBER OF WU TANG TRACKS THAT FIT THE BILL, BUT THIS SONG EXCELS IN EVERY WAY POSSIBLE.
[Intro: 2Pac]
Outlaw Immortalz
Bow down to somethin' greater than yourself, trick
Individuals capable of enormous amounts
Of chin checks and eye swolls
They know you watchin'
But you ain't seein' what lies before you, biatch
Picture, if you will
Seven deadly human beings blessed with the gift of speech
The power to reach each nigga on every street
May the heavenly father look down
And be proud of what transpired
Since the day the seed was planted
The G grew but we knew he'd rise up quick
Smoked out, loc'ed out, all into shit
Just me and my dogs, livin' like hogs, Outlaw Immortalz
What follows is the story, what proceeded was the glue
What lies between is the fiction
Don't fuck around and make it true
[Verse 1: 2Pac]
My adversaries crumble, when we rumble it's a catastrophe
Out for revenge on bitch niggas that blasted me
Plus, my alias is Makaveli
A loaded three-fifty-seven with hollow points to a nigga belly
Bust him to see if he bleed
He shoulda never fucked around with a sick-ass nigga like me
They call my name out and niggas run
Best be prepared for the Outlawz, here we come
[Verse 2: Hussein Fatal]
They call me Hussein Fatal, it's a two-game table
I'm robbin' ya niggas' cradle with a knife in your navel
Rap-related, criminally activated and evil
I wouldn't wanna be you behind my fuckin' Desert Eagle
'Til the end, I'm tellin' all friends and enemies
You see what I got to make you freeze
To touch me, you need ten of these
Complete most wanted on the streets of the East coast
Young Gunz fire and niggas bleed, I see Mo
[Verse 3: Kastro]
I be shinin' like white diamonds and crystal, glistenin' holdin' pistols
The mission's simple, fold up and roll up dead presidentials
Sew up all the potential, million, billion-dollar baller potential
Sort it, oughta call on a nigga I'll be sure to get you
Take cash, bro, fast yo, for my Kastro
Blast and I'mma last yo past all these Glass Joes
And assholes who claim, like they be runnin' thangs
I be gunnin' those same niggas runnin' late, to their fate
[Verse 4: Napoleon]
My alias is motherfuckin' Napoleon, and I'd rather be
Robbin' again before these motherfuckers leave me sufferin'
But it ain't nothin', and I got no time for no bluffin'
Befo' a nigga finish with puttin' in work
I better end up with somethin'
I think these niggas got the game fucked up
If they don't believe
That a young nigga like me would bust (Boo-Yaa!)
Perhaps it's a must, I'm facin' cases, fuck probation
Is what I'm screamin' when these money hungry cops be chasin'
[Chorus: 2Pac]
Thug niggas 'til we die
No mercy on these playa hatin' bitches
Ask me why when we ride
Thug niggas 'til we die
No mercy on these playa hatin' bitches
Ask me why when we ride
[Verse 5: Mussolini]
It's the imperial serial killer, alias Mussolini
Mentally unstable G status, so you can't see me
Drug warlord, ridin' Concorde jets
Rag Vette's, shakin' bitches and snitches and trippin' on sets
Inglewood's banger, keepin' one in the chamber
For the anger that I build inside, when it's time to ride
Suicidal thoughts lurk fuckin' no end to revenge
Fuck any, my alias Mussolini
[Verse 6: E.D.I.]
They call me EDI, from the side of seedy
Young nigga greedy, so I'm runnin' up on these niggas easy
It ain't nuttin, cause if they wantin' somethin', so I'mma commence
To dumpin' stomp down and struck up while my beat is bumpin' Thuggin' to my fuckin' last note, with Lo-Pole and Kastro
Who you thought was on that asshole? Don't ask though
Outlaw Immortalz doin' this dit-nirt on the sli-zow
Ain't no chance to hide when we ride
[Verse 7: Kadafi]
My alias Kadafi, Trump tight so feds can't copy
Six-three and cocky, quick to hit your bitch if she jock me
Severely addicted to livin' like a fuckin' felon
While beefin' with rookie cops, the cookie rocks a nigga sellin'
Since a shorty I been livin' life defiant, nickel plated chrome
Got this baby Capone lookin' like a giant, and I ain't lyin'
It's like it's me against myself with all these
Backstabbin' snakes grabbin' at my fuckin' wealth
[Verse 8: Mo Khomeini]
Mo Khomeini goes terrorist, mad man killer
The bottom of the river where the body lays and shivers
I'm that nigga with the fifty-cap pouch, with the murderous stacks
That increase while these motherfuckers eat beef
It's been a long road, a lot of episodes
And as the Glock loads, I gotta teach hoes
Reach hoes, make 'em feel a nigga when I'm mashin'
Now I'm surpassin' any assassin'
[Chorus: 2Pac]
Thug niggas 'til we die
No mercy on these playa hatin' bitches
Ask me why when we ride
Thug niggas 'til we die
No mercy on these playa hatin' bitches
Ask me why when we ride
Thug niggas 'til we die
No mercy on these playa hatin' bitches
Ask me why when we ride
Thug niggas 'til we die
No mercy on these playa hatin' bitches
Ask me why when we ride
[Outro: 2Pac]
Hahahaha, Outlaw Immortalz, baby
Y'all niggas can't fade this ol' crazy shit (Can't see me, can't see me)
Makaveli, Hussein, Kastro, Kadafi, Mussolini
Amin, Napoleon, Khomein
What y'all really wanna do?
Haha, like them niggas said
"What would you do if you could fuck with me and my crew?"
Hehahahahaha, Thug Life, yeah nigga
Flashin' on niggas, Thug Life, right? This year we Thug Life
But we Outlaw Immortalz
We die, nigga, but we multiply, we like legends, nigga, like forever
Like, I'll make you famous, motherfucker
I'm talkin' about Newsweek and Time Magazine
And all that old good shit
My niggas make the papers, baby
My niggas make the front page
The gunshots can't stop me, they know
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ugh that moment in restless heart syndrome where it goes "i am my own worst enemy.... know your enemy" and then the solo kicks in????? i fuckin FELT that bro
sorry it took so long to get to this i was just listening to the song on repeat for 6 hours
but yeah
I’d never really listened to the entire album (cause it’s over an hour long); I’d only listen to the “21st Century Breakdown”, “Know Your Enemy”, and “21 Guns” (basically the title track plus the singles that actually found radio airplay in the US)*. I finally found time to listen to the whole thing on the 14 hour flight from Dubai to Seattle last summer... and wow. “East Jesus Nowhere” came on and I thought “hey this a really good song”. And then the whole 5-song build-up from EJN to “¿Viva La Gloria? (Little Girl)” was fantastic. Then “Restless Heart Syndrome” came on and I basically fell in love with it immediately. The way the piano at the intro echoes the opening acoustic guitar from “Little Girl”? Stellar! But then I honestly felt so cheated, so ROBBED when the solo didn’t start right at the end of the first chorus. I thought “they better have a fucking KILLER solo after the next chorus.” And they did. And it was glorious. It’s like the promise they made at the end of the first chorus was fulfilled, like getting to see someone you missed after years apart. And then it’s followed by this fantastic outro, with those last 5 chords sounding like it needs to be accompanied by a video of someone pounding on a wall in frustration/heartbreak. Honestly, just imagining that with the outro of this song is a great way to let off steam.
And the worst part was I couldn’t even headbang too hard. I was sitting on a tight airline seat, with my mom asleep next to me, and a random guy who, over the course of the flight so far (maybe 4 hours in), had drank about eight (8) of those little liquor bottles they sell on planes. And he continued to drink more until he fell asleep for the last 8 hours of the flight.
Anyway, my point is this song is severely underappreciated (probably overshadowed by “21 Guns”). Also, “Mass Hysteria” makes a very strong case for Billie Joe and Mike Dirnt to share the “lead singer” role of the band more often. As a side note, Green Day’s trio of albums from 2012 are also quite underappreciated. “Kill the DJ”, “Stray Heart”, and “Ashley” are all gifts and “Nightlife” sounds like if Green Day made an Arctic Monkeys song for AM.
* When I looked up the singles for the album, the Wiki page for for “21st Century Breakdown” (the title track, not 21st Century Breakdown, the album) said the music video was directed by Marc Webb. I thought “No way. The Andrew Garfield Spider-Man movies director Marc Webb?” (which I only know because it’s a shitty pun). But it is. That’s him. You know what else he’s done? Fuckin’ MCR’s “Helena” and “Ghost of You” (among other MCR songs). He did the video for “Bad Day” by Daniel Powter. He did “Move Along” and “Gives You Hell” by The All-American Rejects. “Harder to Breathe” by Maroon 5. “Call Me When You’re Sober” by Evanescence. “I Don’t Want To Be” by Gavin DeGraw. “Boyfriend” by Ashlee Simpson. “Ocean Avenue” by Yellowcard. Guy directed basically every pop/rock song of the early 2000′s I cared to look up on YouTube** (which was really new at the time and Vevo wasn’t a thing so all the music videos were technically “illegal”), because we didn’t have cable for MTV back when there was music on there.
** I say I looked up the videos on YouTube but really I made my brother look them up for me (because I was a small child and still didn’t really know how to use YouTube/the internet) and he’d give me a hard time because he didn’t like that kind of music, but he’d give in eventually... God this turned into a nostalgia post didn’t it? I’m just gonna end it here
#this is low-key actually a Marc Webb appreciation post#this ended up being much longer than I intended#i just really like Green Day okay#but whatever#now it's time to go get chipotle for dinner#thanks for the ask Anon!#and thanks for reading my tags lmao#oh and i strongly suggest listening to those 2012 Green Day songs i mentioned#tell me if you liked them or my taste is shit#long post#hashtag#Anonymous
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For Real
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For Real
–Verse 1–
Stop fucking around and be a man
You either can be stuck underground or flee the land
Like you can be the one in the ride who lead the band
Or you can be the one on the line who need a gram
Do it how they taught you on the records they brought you
Your hero said he’d run outta town on Peter Pans
Cool, all that resonates and all that dedicates til you outside and you see the vans
I rolls on the loop with everything we about
’cause circles can’t fit no squares, it keeps em out
Looped in off what the stoop is
Where the pound talk is treys like Lupin
Un-markeds side by side where the coupe is
They c’est la vie the next Trayvon shooting
I’m back to my brick in the booth shit, my vocab paraphernalia
I float around the track like Mahalia
Back for the braillers, know that they drag you when you gone like you playing for Baylor
That’s word to a Dennehy, and words to remember me
You know it’s either that or you turn to a memory
You are who you are, you can’t turn on your tendencies
Prove it when we call something over, ven aqui
Truck jewels while the truck move, caught it right off the deck
Til’ they strip it and call it quality of life arrests
–Chorus–
It gets for real, and then it gets for realer
Like jumping out the deck and the tape all killer
It gets for real, and then it gets for realer
Like jumping out the deck and the tape all killer
It gets for real, and then it gets for realer
Like jumping out the deck and the tape all killer
It gets for real, and then it gets for realer
Like jumping out the deck and the tape all killer
–Verse 2–
They say it’s like that, money entice that
The celebration is waiting like “where the lights at?”
I made a way out the gate and ain’t have to hype that
I put my name on a plate and they couldn’t price that
I seen cops get lower than where the night’s at
I seen dice turn over and push a life back
I sent dough in the mail like where the kites at?
They make your bro switch cells before you write back
But shit it’s like that, nothing else like this
Did it alone so I don’t know what the hype is
And when it’s like this and po-9 peruse by me
I treat em like if all of em think that they’re Giuliani
Said they got a reason to see what the aim like
I trained with my left ’cause I knew they would play me right
7 days 7 nights while the 7 is upon us
Que up the God number like Melo in the corner
Taught us our fathers to the heavens that adorn us
Caught us star gazing at the bezels that was on us
Pat your own self on the shoulders
Or mask on, put your name up like Quinones
OG told us how he blew dollars rights before the lick hit
Take ’em back, blue collar ’94 Knicks shit, it’s like that
Money entice that, the celebration is waiting like “where the likes at?”
–Chorus–
It gets for real, and then it gets for realer
Like jumping out the deck and the tape all killer
It gets for real, and then it gets for realer
Like jumping out the deck and the tape all killer
It gets for real, and then it gets for realer
Like jumping out the deck and the tape all killer
It gets for real, and then it gets for realer
Like jumping out the deck and the tape all killer
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