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#821: Eels – The Medication Is Wearing Off

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Ah, this is a sad song. Listening to it the first time you might think it’s not too emotional, but knowing the context of it all adds some weight to it. Mark Oliver Everett, commonly known as ‘E’ and the main man behind the music of Eels, found himself to be the only surviving member of his family when both his sister and mother passed away within a short amount of time of one another. Him coming to terms with their loss became the main theme of the Electro-Shock Blues album, released in ’98, and ‘The Medication Is Wearing Off’ is the penultimate track.

The song sees E staring at this watch that he’s been given as a present by either his mother of sister (not quite sure which one) that’s still working and ticking away the seconds while both of his dearest relatives are no longer living. I feel that the song’s a blunt depiction of a person who really feels like they have nothing left. Going through the motions, walking down the street and looking through emails, but wondering what’s the point of it all when you feel so alone. You know that scene in The Simpsons where Homer’s mother leaves him again, and he sits on his car and stares at the night sky while the credits roll? This song is that scene.

The music’s so calming too. That glockenspiel that introduces it and those woodwinds that follow… Makes the whole track sound like a lullaby. Those programmed drums that keep the tempo are never intrusive and the bass is so warm. It’s not necessarily uplifting, though you can’t help but feel a bit good when listening to it. But then you see the lyrics and you think, “Oh”. It’s a conflicting thing. Obviously, you feel however you want to feel when you hear it.

#820: Madvillain – Meat Grinder

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Think it’s an understatement to say that it was a sad day when it was revealed on New Year’s Eve that MF DOOM was no longer with us. It was a bigger shock to find that he had been gone for two months by that point. Daniel Dumile was such an enigma. Here was a guy who wasn’t asking to be in the spotlight much. I think he was more a private man who wanted to be with his family a lot of the time. But the way he rapped with that husky voice and jaw-dropping flows and internal rhyme schemes always left the people wanting more. I know I was hoping for something new from him in whatever capacity. It’s a huge loss. But the music is forever.

‘Meat Grinder’ is the third song on Madvillainy, the legendary collaborative album by DOOM and producer Madlib under their Madvillain moniker. I see a lot of comments under this song on YouTube saying how this track reminds them of SpongeBob SquarePants. I always shake my head and think, “Why?” Apart from the sampled slide guitar that I can admit does sound a bit like something from that show, my mind doesn’t automatically go to it. I’m always thinking about how grimy and sneaky-sounding that bassline is. Alongside DOOM’s hoarse vocals, it just gives this real nasty vibe. I feel like it’s a track that should be in a Breaking Bad montage or something. There’s a dirty, disgusting feel to it that only listening it would you be able to understand.

DOOM’s flow and lyrics on here are insane. The internal rhyming on this is miraculous. He was always noted for the way in which he could introduce a word in one line, rhyme it twice in the next and bring it back around in the final line while still rhyming five other words simultaneously. It’s a marvel to listen to. His versatility had no boundaries. I can’t keep up with them myself, but there are phrases throughout which always stick in my mind. “Borderline schizo/Sort of fine tits though”, “Hackthoo’ing” songs, lit in the booth with the best host/Doing bong hits on the roof, in the west coast”… just to list two of them. I’ll just show the rhyme scheme highlight video. Jesus.

#819: Manic Street Preachers – Me and Stephen Hawking

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I made a post about a Manic Street Preachers song from this album a couple weeks back. There was another one only four days ago. Both mention the following situation, but I’ll repeat it in case you make a decision not to read them. Manic Street Preachers had four members back in the day. One of them, lyricist and guitarist Richey Edwards, who battled with depression, alcoholism and various other bad things, disappeared in February 1995 before the band were to fly for the US leg of their Holy Bible tour. Before he left, Edwards left James Dean Bradfield, Nicky Wire and Sean Moore copies of a folder called “Opulence” which featured lyrics, notes and artwork among other things. He was presumed dead in 2008, and the three remaining members chose to use these lyrics for their next album. That record was Journal for Plague Lovers. ‘Me and Stephen Hawking’ is the third song on there.

The track plays a bit of a bridge part on the album. Following the gritty opener ‘Peeled Apples’ and the almost-single ‘Jackie Collins’, ‘Stephen Hawking’ keeps the record’s pace on a higher tempo and somewhat upbeat level, before things settle down for a little on the following track. The song is essentially a verse and a chorus repeated twice in the space of just under three minutes, but that’s all that could be done with the lyrics as they were supposedly written in the form on an almost-haiku by Edwards on his typewriter. The verses talk about genetic modification on animals and how one day it’ll be eventually used on humans. The choruses bring up surreal imagery of British wrestle Giant Haystacks in a Bombay fight, while Stephen Hawkings and, supposedly, Edwards look on at this scene and have a laugh with one another. Very two contrasting ideas going on, but I enjoy it still.

I won’t talk about the music as much, because Bradfield and Wire did it themselves for NME when the album had just been released. I’ll leave that below. But I do like how the energetic, yelling verses are stopped in their tracks by the floating chorus with Bradfield’s wilting vocals before revving right out of the gates again. It’s a very up and down motion going on. It’s a general good listen.

#818: Kings of Leon – McFearless

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Kings of Leon released a new album quite recently. Their first in five years. As nice as that might be, I’m one of those who thought they were never the same post Because of the Times. To me it was the last record of theirs where they were a bit daring at the least, and had a bunch of songs on there that were exciting to listen to. I got my copy of The Times, quite soon after it was released actually. Came out three days before my 12th birthday, and ‘On Call’ was on there and to be able to hear that whenever I wanted to, I needed the CD.

‘McFearless’ comes straight after ‘On Call’ on the album. Caleb Followill sings the ‘be there’ lyric on there, and then ‘McFearless’ enters which this massive fuzz bazz in the centre, followed by this erratic, high-hat heavy drumming pattern by Nathan Followill and wah-wah drenched guitar riff. To an erratic 11 soon to be 12-year-old, these sounds were quite awe-inspiring. Because of C.Followill’s vocal delivery and cadence, I don’t think I’ve ever sang along to this one correctly. Except for the chorus. And even then. But I’ve looked at the lyrics. My interpretation is that the song is just about a man who’s trying to live his best life, keep on the straight and narrow and maintain their sanity in a crazy world. I think that’s fair.

Time’s gone by and sometimes I wonder whether the chorus to this is actually good. Caleb Followill’s clearly giving it his all, his voice is at the point of breaking many times during those repetitions, but I can’t help but find it funny sometimes. You might not feel the same, but that’s fine. I’ll still listen to this with great joy whenever it comes on.

#817: Manic Street Preachers – Mausoleum

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Well, it’s my birthday today. 26. A pretty solid age to be at, I think. I’m finding it a bit funny that a song from one of the darkest British rock albums of the 90s arrives on this day. The Holy Bible by Manic Street Preachers has been noted for its rage, discontent, and for being a brutal critique of the human condition, as described by comment I saw on YouTube. It’s the band’s last record featuring guitarist/lyricist Richey Edwards, who disappeared a few months after the album’s release. It’s something of a final statement by the man, though some lyrics were also written by bassist Nicky Wire. Clearly, Edwards wasn’t having the greatest of times.

‘Mausoleum’ is one of two songs on there inspired by the band’s visit to Dachau concentration camp. It doesn’t contain any overt references to the place itself. ‘The Intense Humming of Evil’ covers that. The ‘no birds’ refrain on ‘Mausoleum’ is said to have been written because there were no birds that the members saw when they were at the camp. Otherwise, the track is a scathing description of seeing nothing but death and destruction around you, and generally being in a very bad mental place.

James Dean Bradfield belts out every word from the gut here, apart from the verses where he has more of a hushed approach to the delivery. He really was a powerhouse back in the day. From ‘regained your self-control’ to the two repeats of ‘your meaning’, I don’t think he takes a breath once. And only a few seconds later, he yells ‘no birds’ from his chest. Very awesome when you hear it. I’ve always enjoyed the ending where the song’s melody completely changes to another and gradually speeds up until coming to a crashing stop. Just my personal highlight.