Song Analysis #9: The Crookes – Bear’s Blood

Sometimes I get upset with myself, having started this site and not being able to devote anywhere near the time it needs to produce great regular content. There are so many ideas in my head, and I so rarely have the luxury to sit in front of the computer and just say what I feel. Because usually I’ve got to devote that time to post content on There Goes the Fear, where, let’s face it, people are not there to read about all the things going on in my grey cells!

Since I last posted in January 1) I’ve been in hospital for a week with a ridiculously high fever and flu, and I expected God to be calling me up to join him (and to be honest, my boss made me feel like it would be better if I were dead, how horrible is that), 2) I went to SXSW and saw a ton of bands, 3) only to come back and having been entirely absorbed in writing post-festival content, which ended up being over 50 posts. So…I’ve been busy.

I don’t expect this to be a regular occurrence, but this is a near reposting of a review that has already gone online at TGTF. It had really bothered me for a while that I had not posted a lyrical interpretation of a song by Sheffield band the Crookes yet. After all, it was their chief wordsmith Daniel Hopewell who had encouraged me to take on this project, saying this was the sort of site he would read daily.

Well, as it so happens, that was what exactly happened with this single review and interpretation, and kind of in an unexpected way. I had just walked into work, grumbling slightly about the usual terrible DC traffic, and then my phone went nuts to alert me that I’d gotten new Tweets. I obviously never know who is reading what I write unless I actually get feedback of some kind, and shortly after the article had been Tweeted about our on site’s Twitter, Daniel Tweeted at me to clarify a line that I had misheard and then to tell me he was “very impressed” with what I’d come up with. Most of the time, the only feedback we get at TGTF is of the negative, indignant “how dare you compare my favourite band X to band Y!” variety. (What springs to mind is a expletive-filled tirade attributed to ‘Gem Archer’ [yeah right] screaming at me about a Noel Gallagher piece.) So this meant a lot.

At the time, I knew they were away from home and somewhere on the road in England on tour, so needless to say, the fact that he took the time to say he’d read it, liked it, and wanted to assist in my writing by providing the correct lyric meant more to me than anything in the world. Further, completely unexpectedly, he posted the link to my single review on the Crookes’ Facebook page so more fans could read it. I was over the moon. As a music writer, there is no greater validation of your talent than someone you know and respect coming out and giving you props. Basically that morning, I thought, okay, I can die happy now. Everything from now on is just icing on the cake.

I should also note that the single’s premiere on Steve Lamacq’s 6music drivetime programme on Monday the 15th of April was about 2 hours prior to the terror bombings in Boston, on Massachusetts’ Patriot Day. Boston, for specific reasons I won’t go into in this post, is a very important city to me. When it came time to sit down with the video for ‘Bear’s Blood’ and really tease out what was going on in there, I had a heavy heart for what was going on in my country and maybe it helped pull out from the song what it was about, at least in my mind, much easier. I thanked him and the band for posting the link with this follow-up comment:

After the emotional day we had here in America yesterday, I sat down with the video and just wrote and wrote what I felt about the song. It’s truly the ultimate compliment to know you appreciated the words I wrote about what you gave to us. Thank you for this beauty.

“Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it.”

So below is a reposting of the original single review on TGTF, just with the parts rearranged for Music in Notes style, but you are welcome to also read the piece in its original form here. I will say that beyond what I wrote Monday night, the more I thought about the words again tonight, I had to stop myself from crying. It sounds so happy, yet there is something about it that makes me sad and ache inside. It feels like a very personal song and look forward to being able to talk to Daniel about this sometime in the near future.

And I’ve thought about it. Yes, I’m handing over several Sharpie pens to the band and they can write all over my face, hands and arms as they see fit the next time they see me. Ha!

Title: ‘Bear’s Blood’
Where to find it: it’s one-half of a double A-sided single that drops the 27th of May 2013, and we’re not sure when their third album is out, let alone when the album will be be released… (Fierce Panda)
Performed by: The Crookes
Words by: Daniel Hopewell

First, the words:

Drip feed hope to a blind, homeless man
Stars explode like aerosol cans
and scar the face of Jalla Jalla*

You felt lust at the edge of your lips
Spread like ichor** to your fingertips
I fell in love with love and squalor^

Oh, it ain’t easy, no, to keep it graceful
To love and be loved seems somehow unfaithful
It feels like I am missing out here?
Baby wants to set me on fire

Old shoes are hung as words are strung from telegraph wires
Bear’s Blood’s down(ed?) in Metelkova^^
You know I’m lost
Oh, it ain’t easy, no, to keep it graceful
To love and be loved seems somehow unfaithful
It feels like I am missing out here?

Oh, you know I’m lost
You know I’m lost…

You know I’m lost
Oh, it ain’t easy, no, to keep it graceful
You know I’m lost…
Oh, it ain’t easy, no, to keep it graceful
To love and be loved seems somehow unfaithful
You know I’m lost…
I crucify the night, a quiet life’s so wasteful

It feels like I am missing out here?
Oh, you know I’m lost
You know I’m lost
You know I’m lost
You know I’m lost

Miscellaneous notes:
* Jalla Jalla: A club in Ljubljana, Slovenia. But I don’t think its purpose is this exclusively. I hope I don’t embarrass Mr. Hopewell next month when I ask him what the deal is with this place…
**ichor: “an ethereal fluid taking the place of blood in the veins of the ancient Greek gods” (Merriam-Webster Dictionary
^ “with love and squalor” – possible reference to J.D. Salinger’s short story For Esme – with Love and Squalor, also the name of We Are Scientists’ debut album released in 2005
^^ “Bear’s Blood down(ed?) in Metelkova” – Metelkova is an alternative, cultural hotbed, and city guides note you can get a shot (or three) of a famous local tipple

Now, the analysis:

Crookes logo smThe Crookes are already hard at work on album #3, which looks like will be following in the footsteps of 2011’s ‘Chasing After Ghosts’ and 2012’s ‘Hold Fast’, so I’m expecting this third album to appear in quick succession. Just getting its first airplay last night on Steve Lamacq’s drivetime show on 6music, ‘Bear’s Blood’ is the first single from their yet to be named third album. The double A-sided single comes out the 27th of May on Fierce Panda. [Update: the other A-side is ‘Dance in Colour’.]

According to Lammo, this song, along with several other new ones, were recorded this year between their support slot with Richard Hawley in February and whence we caught up with them in Austin for SXSW 2013 in March. From all the interviews I’ve done and bands I’ve asked, writing on the road is a very difficult task, so hearing that the Crookes already have several songs in the can for album #3 is good news for fans indeed. ‘Bear’s Blood’, as the first taste of this new material to be unleashed on the public in short order, then demands further examination. Last year, band lyricist Daniel Hopewell indulged my interest in the words to single ‘Maybe in the Dark’ so I would have all of the words in front of me before I began my research. Expecting to have to grovel at his feet again, it was a pleasant surprise to be able to get all (or nearly all) of the lyrics from the new video released last night. And away we go:

Initially, I had it deadset in my mind that ‘Bear’s Blood’ just had to be a reference to the bear pit in Sheffield’s Botanical Gardens that I had mythologised in my head was the setting was ‘Yes, Yes, We’re Magicians’ from 2010’s ‘Dreams of Another Day’ (“Mrs. Porter’s crying, ‘keep that kid away from my bear!’”). But having “METEL KOVA” (or the place of Metalkova) spelled out in black marker on a white shirt helped me out quite a bit.

How I’m reading this on the surface is that it’s chronicling life in this wild and crazy part of a Slovenian town. And if this is the case, the video surely reflects this joy but also mental spirit, with the lyrics of the song being written on band members’ faces, necks, arms and clothes. Being around them recently during the mayhem that is known as SXSW, I watched how the four of them simply love life and how anything related to them ends up truly madcap and fun. It’s not a front. That’s how the Crookes are in real life. They have the incredible ability to bring sunshine into life when there isn’t any.

But I did say that was on the surface. I don’t know how common it is in Britain, let alone far-flung Slovenia, but “Old shoes are hung as words are strung from telegraph wires” often have a criminal connotation when seen in blighted areas in America, quite possibly indicating you’re passing through a less than desirable area; see the intro to the video for Morrissey’s ‘Glamorous Glue’. As happy as this song sounds, it’s about to go dark.

And going further, I can feel someone’s truly tortured. “Oh, it ain’t easy, no, to keep it graceful / you know I’m lost…” seems to suggest that it takes great pains to make things look easy from the outside when your insides are in turmoil. Then there’s the “Bear’s Blood’s down(ed?) in Metelkova”, the drinking of some legendary brew native only to that area. (I’m wondering if the stuff is called ‘Bear’s Blood’ because it makes you think you’re as strong as a bear; scroll to about 1.01 into the video, you’ll see Hopewell with his arms raised as if he’s Rocky Balboa.) I haven’t decided yet if it’s the alcohol causing the person to get ‘lost’ or they were already lost to begin with and is now drowning his/her sorrows in drink. Either way, there’s internal conflict. And I feel this pain.

When I finally transcribed the lyrics myself, the two lines “To love and be loved seems somehow unfaithful / It feels like I am missing out here?” and “I crucify the night, a quiet life’s so wasteful” [the band helpfully set me right on how this line actually reads after I posted this review – Ed.] had me agog at the computer screen, tears ready to roll down my cheeks. How could someone who barely knows me write about my life so well? Obviously it wasn’t written about my life. But I’m sure loads of people can relate too. “What if crucifixion’s on the dole?” is a famous line in ‘Sal Paradise’, but I have to say I’m impressed with the way crucifixion imagery is used again in ‘Bear’s Blood’. I can of course never be sure what he meant, but I know what it means for me. As for “To love and be loved seems somehow unfaithful / It feels like I am missing out here?”, I have my own guess as to what this means to the band themselves, but I’m going to keep it under my hat for now…

I have to admit, I didn’t have an immediate love for this tune upon first listen. The washy guitars seemed to be entirely at odds with everything the Crookes have released up to this point, and the whole affair reminded me too much of what Richard Hawley did on ‘Standing at the Sky’s Edge’ album last year, turning to a psychedelic sound. I kept muttering “oh no, oh no” to myself as it played all the way through. But it was the video – and reading over the lyrics – that sold me on the song. Clocking in as only a few more seconds longer than ‘Maybe in the Dark’, it’s still an amazing pop song by any measure, though lyrically it packs an incredible punch and is a major step up from that previous single. While it will take some getting used to this new sound of theirs, after considering ‘Bear’s Blood’, I’m still in it for the long haul.

9/10

‘Bear’s Blood’, the new single from the Crookes, will be released on 7″ and digital download on the 27th of May on Fierce Panda. The band will be headlining the Fierce Panda 19th birthday party at London Scala on Tuesday the 21st of May; tickets are on sale now. Support will be provided by their local mates the Heartbreaks and Hey Sholay. I’ll be somewhere in the crowd, if you fancy saying hello. Not sure if I’ll be sporting black marker on my face and arms though…

Lastly, the promo video for the song.

Bass Line #1: Everything Everything – Schoolin’

So here is the premiere of a new feature on Music in Notes!

I’ve been playing bass since the summer of 2010. I noticed it before of course but now that I actually play the instrument, I’m definitely more cognisant of the importance of a bass line in a song. Bassists are often the unsung heroes of a rock band, since they’re not so obviously physically throwing themselves into the music like a drummer does, and depending on the band, chances are they’re not up front either. Each Wednesday I endeavour to focus your attention to a gem of a song made even better with an amazing bass line.

Today’s entry is Everything Everything‘s ‘Schoolin”. The bass line is fabulous throughout, but especially during the bridge, when it’s a sexy walk up and down the fretboard. When I listen to it on my mp3 player, I know I look funny, moving my head to the rhythm. I’m not even going to try and learn this, unless my friend Jeremy Pritchard offers to teach it to me himself! Listen to the track and watch the video below.

Song Analysis #8: Morrissey – I’m Throwing My Arms Around Paris

**It has come to my attention that the video links on this blog do not work with Internet Explorer. Not sure what the issue is, but until I figure that out, I encourage you to use Firefox, Chrome, or another substitute for IE so you can fully enjoy this Web site.

It’s the new year, but here’s a quick recap from me: I’ve been super busy with a working trip to Australia the week of my birthday – to cover the inaugural ARIA Week, including working the red carpet and media room at the 26th ARIAs (the Australia equivalent to the BRITs and Grammys – and plenty of work on SXSW previews, including this first piece on the pop and pop hybrid UK acts showcasing at the big event in Austin this year. WHEW.

With so many things on my mind, I’ve had little in the way of free time to sit down and write, so I think to continue this site, I better just shorten my descriptions and get rolling. I’ll also be premiering new features on this site later this week, so stay tuned for those as well.

Morrissey is probably my most favourite songwriter because the words he uses are so cutting, yet hit home and are usually so on point. You can turn on ‘Everyday is Like Sunday’ and feel wistful about blighty.

Unusually, I learned of Morrissey’s solo work first (through a now ex-boyfriend), then the Smiths, not the other way around. I’ve seen Morrissey numerous times, having seen him in DC 3 times, Manchester 3 times during a particularly exciting (for me) weekend on his ‘Ringleader of the Tormentors’ tour, and once in London the week after the Manchester weekender. Most of those gigs are chronicled here.

Title: ‘I’m Throwing My Arms Around Paris’
Where to find it: ‘Years of Refusal’ (2009, Decca)
Performed by: Morrissey
Words by: Morrissey

First, the words:

“Verse” 1
In the absence of your love
And in the absence of human touch
I have decided

Chorus
I’m throwing my arms around
Around Paris because only stone and steel accept my love

“Verse” 2
In the absence of your smiling face
I traveled all over the place
and I have decided

Chorus
I’m throwing my arms around
Around Paris because only stone and steel accept my love
I’m throwing my arms around
Around Paris because only stone and steel accept my love

“Outro”
I’m throwing my arms around Paris because
Nobody wants my love
Nobody wants my love
Nobody needs my love
Nobody wants my love

Yes, you made yourself plain
Yes, you made yourself very plain…

Now, the analysis:

This is actually a very simple song structurally. The verses are only 2 lines each before Steven shoots straight off into the chorus, which on the surface sounds like a happy, pop sentiment. But with Morrissey, we all know all is not fine and dandy. No, he’s telling us how badly he’s hurting from being spurned by someone he loves very much who can’t love him in return. It’s a hallmark of Morrissey’s songwriting: ‘Nobody Loves Us’, “Let Me Kiss You’, ‘I Am Hated for Loving’.

Most of the time, Steven puts it out there that his capacity for loving another human being is not being rewarded. In this song, he is forced instead to love something entirely large but inanimate as an entity: a whole city. First examine the line from the chorus “only stone and steel accept my love”: both of these things do not feel like another person, yet he’s so full of love, he’s willing to give it all to these things in the entity of Paris, because he feels so strongly that he so desperately wants to share with someone.

There is also the switch off from “nobody wants my love” to one time of “nobody needs my love”. I find this incredibly exciting, how changing one single word can change the whole feeling of the outro. A “want” is entirely different than a “need”; this particularly reminds of one of many arguments that I had with the aforementioned ex-boyfriend when we were still going together. We would be on the phone and I would say, “I need you…” in a desperate plea when he was cross with me about something we had a row about. The words coming out of my mouth and into his ear on the other end only infuriated him more, him replying, “I don’t want you to ‘need’ me, I want you to ‘want’ me. I want a woman who can stand on her own two feet.” This hurt me so badly because I’ve had to work so hard for everything in my life and saying that I couldn’t stand on my own two feet was the most disparaging of comments. (I do admit though that during the time I was with J, I was undergoing chemotherapy at the time and was suffering from terrible self-worth issues after losing my hair, so I was more vulnerable and more willing to go more than halfway in order to maintain our relationship.) Ever since we broke up years ago, I have been having trouble balancing the need and want for a lover, something that Morrissey alludes to in this song in a veiled way. I don’t fall in love very easily, and I have only fallen truly in love with two men in the last 10 years.

I don’t know what the personality defect is in me. Maybe it has to do with being unable to find someone that think will accept me for who I am: a woman in many respects, with an eye on responsibility, perfectionism, and complete honesty, but also a girl who has suffered so many setbacks in her life that she still wishes for the perfect relationship. It’s an odd combination that I would be the first to agree isn’t solid basis for 99% of relationships. Unfortunately. “Yes, you’ve made yourself plain / yes, you’ve made yourself very plain…” is particularly cutting to me, since Morrissey sounds like he’s written himself out of the game, either to save his own face, or because his lover has come right out and said, “I don’t want to be with you.” When you’ve made any sort of emotional investment in anyone in the midst of a relationship, this is pretty much the most painful thing you can hear. Will it send you into a spiral of depression? Most probably.

Before I leave you, I did want to note how the beginning of the song is interesting too; it sounds like a motorbike starting. This doesn’t make sense unless you were a Morrissey fan, as in the Noughties, there was a famous photo floating around of Morrissey leaning on a motorbike (which, unfortunately, I can’t find easily right now); he never had a song like Manic Street Preachers‘ ‘Motorcycle Emptiness’ famously naming the chic vehicle in a title, but putting the sound in at the start is a nice touch.

Lastly, the song, from its official promo video. Why the whole video has a bunch of dogs in it, we’ll never know. Maybe it’s a general commentary that former lovers are dogs?