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It Feels Like Somethin’s Heatin’ Up

BETHLEHEM, WEST BANK - DECEMBER 05: A Palestinian labourer works under a large wall painting by elusive British graffiti artist Banksy December 5, 2007 on a building wall in the biblical city of Bethlehem in the West Bank. The Bristol-born artist has adorned Israel's West Bank separation barrier and Bethlehem walls with new images, including one of a dove wearing a flak jacket and a soldier being frisked by a young girl. His works, along with those of other international artists, are part of an exhibition called Santa's Ghetto. (Photo by David Silverman/Getty Images)

BETHLEHEM, WEST BANK – DECEMBER 05: A Palestinian labourer works under a large wall painting by elusive British graffiti artist Banksy December 5, 2007 on a building wall in the biblical city of Bethlehem in the West Bank. The Bristol-born artist has adorned Israel’s West Bank separation barrier and Bethlehem walls with new images, including one of a dove wearing a flak jacket and a soldier being frisked by a young girl. His works, along with those of other international artists, are part of an exhibition called Santa’s Ghetto. (Photo by David Silverman/Getty Images)

This is death of humans, no, this is my apology to humans, I mean people, my fellow brothers and sisters. Over the last two years I’ve developed a habit of referring to you as “humans”, well, we all are human but me referring to people as humans is me separating myself from everyone else. It comes across as if I think I’m better than the rest and I’d like to apologise for that and promise to be mindful of the things and the words I say and to employ a wide-eyed approach and refrain from putting myself above my brothers and sisters. Yes, finding fault in others is so easy yet we seldom find fault in ourselves, truth is, we all have good intentions. It’s unfortunate that good intentions can be the very substance that leads us to our fall.

“Almost every sinful action ever committed can be traced back to a selfish motive. It is a trait we hate in other people but justify in ourselves”

Everyone wants to be heard but not everyone wants to listen… too cliché? lemme change it up a bit; Everyone wants to be heard but no one wants to be a voice, A voice against their own hypocritism. Us humans have a way of making ourselves an exception. Everyone thinks they’re special, everyone thinks they’re the greatest, everyone thinks they are an old soul, one in a million, yes, everyone thinks they can see what many can’t, but no one cares. How many of us actively want to change the world? 1, 2? How many of us want to rule it? The numbers may be scary but what’s even scarier is how in our quest to run things we forget our fundamentals. The things that bring us together as brothers and sisters

“Cause you tear us apart with all the things you don’t like”, A Line from Mountains by Biffy Clyro. You don’t need to listen to this song to know that mountains are firm on their ground, unmovable, much like our mentality as a people. We share knowledge not with an approach of fellowship but with one that puts down anyone who doesn’t share the same knowledge and or principles, separating us further apart. Life is something we all have in common, life brings us together but when your way of life is imposed unto others as if they don’t know what’s good for themselves and you know best, life and our antithetical perceptions of it drives us further apart.

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall… We all know how that ends. Such basics remind us how related we all are. As our thoughts collect along this wall we call life, we are on common grounds…

“If I use difference to exclude other people, If I use difference to make myself superior then I’ve turned that wall not into a meeting place but that wall into a separation”

 

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Titled It’s a Man’s World, it’s no surprise this James Brown performed number is widely characterized as biblically chauvinistic. Recorded two days after Valentines with only just two takes, this song was co-written by a male and a female which then of course explains the compensating lyrics,” But it would mean nothing, without a woman or a girl”… Nonetheless, the words do serve truth.

“Every man is judged by his woman and if his woman says he ain’t nothing, the whole world believes it”

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Yes, it’s been said, the role of the man is to bring the light, the role of the wife is to reveal the light. You can be the greatest man in the world, but if there isn’t a deep-rooted woman by your side to ground you, to build on the greatness… your “greatness” as a man is perhaps vague. Us men can be chauvinistic all we want, but lets face it, women can do every single thing we can do though we can’t do everything they can… Hell, some of them die giving life.

Something very attractive about a human, a human who get’s to bond with another before anyone else, physically and otherwise, before life for the one even starts, This human get’s to do so because in her a heart begins to beat, life begins, love begins, selflessness begins as this human starts to care for another more than she’s ever cared for anything or anyone else, including herself… This human is a mother… a woman.

Life is short… more so for some… So what happens after the bonding between mother and child has kicked off… with hopeful expectations of what the baby is gonna be like… The mother loses the baby? The self-blame… the heartache… the loss… where does it take her? where does it leave her?

 

Baby if you could would you go back to the start?

Take any fresh steps are watch it all fall apart again?

 

After seeing his wife suffer three miscarriages in a quick succession, Biffy Clyro frontman Simon Neil was going through a more than rough patch in his life… Like any good artist, he turned to his music… “Biblical” was born.

“It’s generally about that time last year where I felt like everything was falling apart… It’s about trying to give someone something and it’s not helping; you’re not going anywhere and you’ve reached a point where it’s fucked…”

When that point is reached, do we then wish away the relationship?
The time spent together? Have our memories deleted? Or do we perhaps embrace the kinship lived with it’s good times, it’s bad times, the lessons and so on?
We know what the right or politically correct thing to do would be, but let’s face it. When turmoil strikes and emotions are high anger or at least regret is likely to rule us, the good news here is when not faced with the situation it’s so much easier to preach. So I preach… I read somewhere that one should never regret anything they have done with a sincere affection; nothing is lost that is born of the heart.

“Baby if you could, would you go back to the start?
Take any fresh steps or watch it all fall apart, again?”- Biffy Clyro “Biblical”

 


‘Til She Cries No More

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Courtesy of Supergirl

 

Sugar, We’re Going Down is one of those numbers that still cheers me up regardless of its uncheerful subject. Of course like many good numbers it can be interpreted a hundred different ways but none is cheerful nor positive. One way of interpreting this jam is to explore lines like; “I’ll be your number one with a bullet” and the gravity these eight words carry… murder being our first suspect. We’ve all at some point paged through the newspaper or turned on the radio to hear a story about a protagonist shooting the lover then turning the gun on themself…. (That) Sugar, We’re Going Down, if I find you cheating or if you want to leave me because I’m no longer your number one, I’ll make myself your number one with a bullet (kind of vibe). So it goes on.

When heartbreak strikes, things aren’t alway fast tracked with death, a murder, but a rather slow deathless death, A spiritual death. We start this one with a story about a young girl who lost herself to the world, once heavenly, her soul butchered to be one with the Earthly soil… okay, maybe that was a bit over the top… Let’s try a different approach…

I shouldn’t laugh but I know I’m a failure in your eyes, I know it’s daft but I guess I know it deep inside“- Biffy Clyro in “Black Chandelier”

Being human means you’re alive, being alive means you have expectations for yourself. Our story is about a girl named Julie, Julie expected nothing but the best from the world, to her own devices, happiness shot her like a bullet in the vein, like a smoking gun cooling down her tears showered down her once cheerful cheeks as they settle down to her despare, the man of her dreams broke her heart… She had made him her everything, she made him her hopes and dreams, left without anything she now roams the streets, wilted, without any control of her tomorrow she is now a victim of unstable frown freaks bargaining for her temple.

“You left my heart like an abandoned car, old and worn, no use at all, but I used to be free“- Biffy Clyro in “Black Chandelier”

Once upon a time, she was in control, her body was never sold but gladly and freely surrendered to her one and only lover, those days are no more, now a whore, she will never sever. Licking back the tag, her body now has a price.

Dressing our wings with industrial gloves made of wire, Feel it penetrating the skin, we begin to relax“- Biffy Clyro in “Black Chandelier”

The above line is clearly about getting high… Like most prostitutes Julie now turns to drugs to get through her days as she keeps her death alive with life quenching sips of cyanide.

Things don’t always have to end this way, at the same time, a happy ending isn’t guaranteed for everyone, so we run, caught in our time, caught in the race, only we can decide if it’s our own race or a race against everyone else.

Though it’s hard not to, imagining a future with that special person is a danger because that’s when you start marrying your hopes and plans to another human being, this making the person a principal character in your future hence should they leave it becomes close to impossible to move on, to build a future without that person. We forget that we are ourselves, we don’t become less of who we are when someone leaves. Free yourself, free yourself from passion, yes, you’ll find that most religions try to teach us ways of letting go of our passion for Earthly bodies and company. Passion may be seen as good but with a closer look passion can be so strong as to inhibit all practice of personal freedom, a state in which the soul is in some sense rendered passive, restricted, in love with things being a certain way. This making us weak. unable to adapt, to survive… Brothers and sisters, this is your race, it’s yours to begin, it’s yours to win.

“Passion chokes the flower, til she cries no more, possessing all of her beauty, Hungry still for more”