Music Monday & Sneek Peek

SONG: Meddler

ARTIST: August Burns Red

GENRE: Metalcore (much heavier metalcore than what I normally post on here)

CD: Constellations

LYRICS:

This moment will too pass us by.
It’s this notion inside all of us to prioritize through our selfish eyes.
To be the bull behind the rampage, the reason for all the riot.
We’ll feed our flame before wasting time on everyone else’s, with more problems and less pride.
We’ll feed our flame before wasting time on everyone else’s, the gallows were not supposed to look like this.
Oh God, we live in misery, lying here in desperation.
We need you here more than anything right now…right now.
If everything’s relative, then why the emptiness in our souls?
If everything’s relative, then why the emptiness in our souls?
Trying to untie the knot we thought we were untying our entire lives, we’re busied up and burnt out..
Everyone together, we will strengthen ourselves.
Everyone together, we will strengthen ourselves.
Everyone together, we will strengthen ourselves.
We will…. Because now we know you won’t ever fly fast enough to make time stand still.
You won’t ever fly fast enough to make time stand still.
Stop, listen, and learn. Stop, listen, and learn.
You won’t ever fly fast enough to make time stand still.
Stop, listen, and learn.
You won’t ever fly fast enough to make time stand still.
Stop, listen, and learn.
You won’t ever fly fast enough to make time stand still.
Stop, listen, and learn.
You won’t ever fly fast enough to make time stand still.
Stop, listen, and learn.

ANALYSIS:

What I love about this song, and pretty much all August Burns Red songs, is the lyrics, and that scream, and have I mentioned the riffs? I really love August Burns Red as the complete package. I rarely like music that is all screaming without singing, but there is something about the melodies of the guitar, and the sick double bass that breaks it up. Now, the best part–the lyrics. August Burns Red is a band that is a group of writers just as much as it is a group of musicians. These guys are talented, and the lyrics they write are inspirational, strong and driven by emotion. The emotion in the lyrics shows when they play. Their music always relaxes me when I’m angry, and makes me think about how things aren’t as bad as they could be. Some people listen to August Burns Red and on the surface it seems angry, emotionless screaming, and then the person may not realize the talent in the playing, let alone the meaning in the lyrics. So, please read these lyrics and then listen to the whole package. Writers, and musicians are the same–many are misunderstood because what is read and played is never meant to be understood and never can be fully understood. The writing and music is a part of who we are and you can never truly understand who a person is.

Let’s make this short and sweet:

Everywhere I looked reminded me of him; of some memory that was so amazing it hurt. It was as if we had an integral understanding of what the other felt even if we didn’t agree, but no amount of understanding could fix my mistake.

I pulled my knees into my chest so that I was curled up in the fetal position. I wanted to yell and scream, but all I could do was sob. How could he look at me like that? How could he still be angry—when all I could feel was a ragged whole in my chest where my heart use to be. It seemed it would be easier to be angry with him than to be miserable with the loneliness that filled everywhere I looked.

Lying in my bed hurt, as it reminded me of him laying his head on my chest as I ran my hands threw his hair and he read me some novel he loved. I squeezed my eyes shut tighter, wondering if I squeezed hard enough, would it all go away? The scent his cologne had left on my pillow wafted over me and in an instant I found myself yelling for no reason, ripping the sheets off in anger at my stupidity. I fell into the wall with my sheets shredded half on the bed, half off the bed and ruined. This was my fault. If I had just told him, let him know the truth, things would be different.

I slammed my head back against the wall. I didn’t know the truth anymore because I had wandered around it for so long. I had pushed my past away and let my heart linger with him for too long. It felt as if my heart was stuck somewhere between his classroom and the coffee shop we met in.

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COPYRIGHT 2012, CASSANDRA GIOVANNI

IN NO WAY MAY ANY OF THIS MATERIAL BE COPIED OR USED WITHOUT MY SOLE PERMISSION. IT IS ILLEGAL TO DO SO AND PUNISHABLE BY LAW.

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