song review

Order Description

1) Choose two of the following six tracks: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLFJYQbCgIxvGFk3bxobHsJKORYrB8yQ6&

Elliott Smith, Between the Bars [indie rock/folk]
Agalloch, You Were But A Ghost In My Arms [atmospheric black metal]
Refused, The Shape of Punk to Come [post-hardcore]
Godspeed You! Black Emperor, Moya [post-rock]
Tool, The Grudge [alternative metal]
Silverchair, Emotion Sickness [post-grunge]
2) Prepare the analysis of the chosen track (on your own or in groups) using the analytic approach that we have used in the
course: style and genre, form and lyrics (you can GET lyrics from the Internet), time, phrasing, instrumentation and texture,
vocal and instrumental strategies.
3) 3-4 paragraphs

Requirements and lyrics

1) Choose two of the following six tracks: http://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLFJYQbCgIxvGFk3bxobHsJKORYrB8yQ6&
feature=mh_lolz
Elliott Smith, Between the Bars [indie rock/folk]
Agalloch, You Were But A Ghost In My Arms [atmospheric black metal]
Refused, The Shape of Punk to Come [post-hardcore]
Godspeed You! Black Emperor, Moya [post-rock]
Tool, The Grudge [alternative metal]
Silverchair, Emotion Sickness [post-grunge]
2) Prepare the analysis of the chosen track (on your own or in groups) using the analytic approach that we have used in the
course: style and genre, form and lyrics (you can GET lyrics from the Internet), time, phrasing, instrumentation and texture,
vocal and instrumental strategies.
3)  3-4 paragraphs

Refused, The Shape of Punk to Come
Hey baby, you never felt this good
Freedom through the stereo and you wish you could
Take a bite, do a dance and get lost on a crusade
Jump on this soul train, destination unknown
We’re all dressed up
We got nowhere to go
All dressed up with nowhere to go
I told you so (X2)
We’re all dressed up
We got nowhere to go
All dressed up
I told you so (X3)
Hey baby, never felt this free
A pair of new shoes and a punk rock show to see
Give acclamation to these blue ribbon babies
And check the calendar for the expiration date
We’ve all been bitten
We’ve all been underground
We’ve all been beaten, battered, bruised
Told to get down
We’re all dressed up
We got nowhere to go
All dressed up with nowhere to go
I told you so (X2)
We’re all dressed up
We got nowhere to go
All dressed up
I told you so (X3)
Adolescent beats with a new thing to see
Smashed guitars just like you’ve seen on tv
With burning speakers and with flaming hair
We’ll have a riot right here (X2)
Silverchair, Emotion Sickness
Erupt again ignore the pill
And I won’t let it show
Sacrifice the tortures
Orchestral tear cash-flow
Increase delete escape defeat
It’s all that matters to you
Cotton case for an iron pill
Distorted eyes
When everything is clearly dying
Burn my knees and
Burn my knees and
Burn my knees and
Emotion sickness
Addict with no heroine
Emotion sickness
Distorted eyes
When everything is clearly dying
Burn my knees and
Burn my knees and pray
Burn my knees and
Burn my knees and pray
All my friends say
Get up get up get up get up
Get up get up get up
Won’t you stop my pain?
Emotion sickness
Addict with no heroine
Good things will pass
(It helps with excess access)
Lessons learnt
Emotion sickness
Lessons learnt
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Agalloch, You Were But a Ghost in my Arms
Like snowfall, you cry a silent storm
Your tears paint rivers on this oaken wall…
Amber nectar, misery ichor
…Cascading in streams of hallowed form
For each stain, a forsaken shadow
You are the lugubrious spirit
Etched in the oak of wonder
You are the sullen voice and silent storm
Each night I lay
Awakened by her shivering silent voice
From the shapes in the corridor walls.
It pierces the solitude like that of a distant scream
In the pitch-black forest of my delusion…
With each passing day, a deeper grave…
“Why did you leave me to die?”
“Why did you abandon me?”
“Why did you walk away and leave me bitterly yearning?”
Her haunting, contorted despair was etched into the wood’s grain
Though fire rages within me, no fire burns fiercer than her desire
The shape whispers my name…
I damn this oak!
I damn her sorrow!
I damn these oaken corridors
That bear the ghosts of those I’ve thrown away!
Though tempted I am to caress her texture divine
And taste her pain sweet, sweet like brandy wine;
I must burn these halls, these corridors
And silence her shrill, tormenting voice
…Forever…
Like snowfall, you cried a silent storm
No tears stain this dust in my hands
But from this ashen gray, her voice still
Whispers my name…
You were the lugubrious spirit
Who haunted the oak of wonder
You were the geist that warned this frozen silent storm
You were but a ghost in my arms
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Tool, The Grudge
Wear the grudge like a crown of negativity.
Calculate what we will or will not tolerate.
Desperate to control all and everything.
Unable to forgive your scarlet lettermen.
Clutch it like a cornerstone. Otherwise it all comes down.
Justify denials and grip ’em to the lonesome end.
Clutch it like a cornerstone. Otherwise it all comes down.
Terrified of being wrong. Ultimatum prison cell.
Saturn ascends, choose one or ten. Hang on or be humbled again.
Humbled again.
Clutch it like a cornerstone. Otherwise it all comes down.
Justify denials and grip ’em to the lonesome end.
Saturn ascends, comes round again.
Saturn ascends, from one or ten. Ignorant to the damage done.
Wear the grudge like a crown of negativity.
Calculate what we will or will not tolerate.
Desperate to control all that and everything.
Unable to forgive your scarlet lettermen.
Wear your grudge like a crown. Desperate to control.
Unable to forgive. And we’re sinking deeper.
Defining, confining, sinking deeper.
Controlling, Defining, and we’re sinking deeper.
Saturn comes back around to show you everything
Let’s you choose what you will, will not see and then
Drags you down like a stone or lifts you up again
Spits you out like a child, light and innocent.
Saturn comes back around. Lifts you up like a child or
Drags you down like a stone
To consume you till you choose to let this go.
Choose to let this go…
Give away the stone. Let the oceans take and
Transmutate this cold and fated anchor.
Give away the stone. Let the waters kiss and
Transmutate these leaden grudges into gold.
Let go.
Elliott Smith, Between the Bars
Drink up baby, stay up all night
With the things you could do, you won’t but you might
The potential you’ll be that you’ll never see
The promises you’ll only make
Drink up with me now, forget all about
The pressure of days, do what I say
And I’ll make you okay, drive them away
The image is stuck in your head
People you’ve been before
That you don’t want around anymore
That push and shove and won’t bend to your will
I’ll keep them still
Drink up baby, look at the stars
Ill kiss you again between the bars
Where I’m seeing you there with your hands in the air
Waiting to finally be caught
Drink up one more time and I’ll make you mine
Keep you apart, deep in my heart
Separate from the rest where I like you the best
Keep the things you forgot
People you’ve been before
That you don’t want around anymore
That push and shove and won’t bend to your will
I’ll keep them still