I wrecked some equipment recording this song, so if that isn't hardcore, I don't know what is?
A friend of mine feels that the vocal volume isn't loud enough during the choruses in this song, but hey, obviously he's never heard My Bloody Valentine's 'Loveless', or a thousand other albums where this is the case; but it's not like I'm making excuses here... or am I? Either which way, he's English, so they're never satisfied with anything.
This song was re-written twice. It was then nudged into a b-side pile, rewritten again, and then put back into the lineup. I believe it was called, 'In Merging'. I was then inspired by the strange phenomena where people take it upon themselves to confess to horrendous crimes, and are prepared to suffer the consequences, when in fact they haven't committed the crime... for nothing more than the attention; as if it were the life-long accomplishment for which they seek. When you really just sit and think about that for a while, the whole idea is just very confusing. What kind of neglect would it take to urge someone to seek that kind of 'love'? Sonically, I wanted the shape of the song to give the impression that something horrific has been done, and you're living the exact moment of realizing that this isn't a dream, and you won't be able to flip back to the previous circumstance; like gut-dropping pivot points. Heh - it could have been called that, too.
Sean,
SOS.
lyrics
There’s a key to the lock
It evolves to the latch
C’mon
(Here is your end)
Watch the dominos fall
As the consequences sprawl
C’mon
(Here is your end)
This is everything you’ve wanted
After everything you’ve seen
C’mon
(Here is your end)
It’s the key to the heart
As frequencies slip apart
C’mon
(Here is your end)
Nothing, nothing
And it’s cruel (Here is the end)
It’s as cruel as the sun
It’s as cruel as the rain
What you’ve now undone
You can’t lock it up again
It’s as cruel as the wind
It’s as cruel as the flood
Nothing’s here to succumb
To the whims of just one
Clack mechanics of the teeth
Sharp to flat; soot to sweet
C’mon
(Here is your end)
Over here, over there
Arranged disorder; aligned in pairs
C’mon
(Here is your end)
A talisman to remind
There’s a safety in the blind
C’mon
(Here is your end)
Our lethal language plies
Darts the lovely, weary eyes
C’mon
(Here is your end)
Nothing, nothing
And it’s cruel (Here is the end)
It’s as cruel as the sun
It’s as cruel as the rain
What you’ve now undone
You can’t lock it up again
It’s as cruel as the wind
It’s as cruel as the flood
Nothing’s here to succumb
To the whims of just one
credits
from Green Languages [EP],
released August 28, 2012
(c) 2012 S. Douglas/Sense of Scenery Music
Engineered by Ryan Worsley and Sean Douglas
Drums by Drew Land and Serge Slaughter
All other instruments by Sean Douglas
If you're flipping through your records, and you just can't quite find the perfect album to hang yourself to, this dark, foreboding, instrumental soundtrack could be just the ticket. Sense of Scenery
This very talented Parisian is France's heart and soul. A lifetime spent refining her vision and skills, I can't help but respect her. Sense of Scenery
