Thursday, February 13, 2020

I Need Somebody To Calm Me Down



I need somebody to calm me down mix 3

In this song, the girl starts to feel panicky about graduation approaching and there not being any jobs or anything waiting for her afterwards.  (See below, if you're unfamiliar with this project.) She thinks to herself that she needs some way to calm down - she turns to beer to provide that relief.

See, the reason for this is: After the teachers go crazy and are off her back, the girl and her friend feel all free and relaxed. They feel so free that they end up partying and drinking lots of alcohol. Then, cuz the girl is so used to drinking already, alcohol becomes the thing she uses to cope with her anxiety about the upcoming graduation.

The rapping-part is the guardian angels going, oh fuck, what do we do? It's like they feel responsible because the girl relaxing (and, in turn partying and drinking so much), is due to their intervening and making the teachers nuts.

Here's last week's song, if you play it backwards:


The lyrics are:
Maybe I’ll sink down into the drink/ where my spirit’s flying high singing in a purple sky
What is this seed that we have sown/ thought that we would all be free but our minds are getting blown

I feel like I need somebody to calm me down

Heaven’s above, sent on a dove
we were protecting the girl out of love
What have we done, the girl looks like she’s stunned,
she is drinking and thinking that she will have fun
Oh fuck, oh, God; oh, shit, oh dear
We suck a lot, no, it is clear
What do we do? We feel like poo
Stuck in the goo, Fuck, it is true
Now that she finally has time to relax, wow she
Feels like she’s fine but unkind is the tax

We are the sots, tying the knots / but they said that there’s a cost, we’ll be dead, forever lost
Married to drink, the ferry will sink / we are robots in the sauce, see the pope shot us, he’s the boss

I feel like I need somebody to calm me down


One day, I started writing a song about a fucked up school. Then, a few days later, that lawsuit came out, involving those pervy professors in the Dartmouth Department of Psychological and Brain Sciences. I was all, oh, my stars!!! That’s where I got my Ph.D.! Then I finished writing the song about a week later. I thought it was just a song about how the school system fucks up kids, but after I finished writing and recording it, I realized parts of it were about my experiences in that poopy psych department (the unconscious mind works in mysterious ways). In any event, I decided to write an album about a fucked up school in order to process my experiences of having been in that department and how the culture there impacted me. This album ain’t necessarily about Dartmouth, per se. It’s more of a weird, inner exploration where I’m, like, having a fucked up dialogue with my unconscious about my experiences at Dartmouth. Jung used to call that kind of stuff “active imagination.” So far, this album follows the story of a girl, whose guardian angels try to protect her, but often can't find her. The angels at some point decide that they have to protect the girl from those nasty teachers and start to plot against them. But then they realize they don’t want to actually harm the teachers, so they, instead, make the teachers’ brains into nature brains ™, which are basically brains that hear communications coming from nature spirits. The angels do this because they think it’ll give those teachers more empathy, and will, in turn, be nice to the students.  After the teachers receive those nature brains, they go crazy because a mountain starts speaking to them, and the numinosity of that experience is too much for them to handle.

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