It made it onto the wonderful Watery Domestic EP, which is awesome on it own. Last EP with Gary 2 Sniff...
Anyways this song is about moving on, progressing past mistakes and negative emotions, and bad circumstances around you.
Start with the chorus: Empty homes, plastic combs, stolen rims are they alloy or chrome?
This is a snapshot of daily life, and one thats not very attractive. Using cheap plastic combs, empty abandoned houses, someone's rims got stolen.. were they alloy or chrome?
"Be quiet the weather's on the night news" Parents yelling at kids while they watch monotonous weather reports. Who hasn't experienced these things?
The rest of the lyrics echo this sentiment: migrant workers who slave away at cheap labor, souls are crumbling, in the way a dirt clod crumbles in a firm grasp, I like that simile btw ^_^. And the famous "I've got style" lines. SM says them as if its a burden, trying to have style, miles and miles... i take it almost as if he is tired of trying to have style; of trying to establish himself, and so the skills he does have are wasted.
The fabric (his life) is torn ( hard times) but theres the hope of weaving something beautiful regardless, we are all still weaving it out.
In the live version at Brixton Academy Sm says before they play: "Frontwords in the name of this song, it's about moving forward.... obviously" The live version is quite good as well.
It made it onto the wonderful Watery Domestic EP, which is awesome on it own. Last EP with Gary 2 Sniff...
Anyways this song is about moving on, progressing past mistakes and negative emotions, and bad circumstances around you.
Start with the chorus: Empty homes, plastic combs, stolen rims are they alloy or chrome?
This is a snapshot of daily life, and one thats not very attractive. Using cheap plastic combs, empty abandoned houses, someone's rims got stolen.. were they alloy or chrome?
"Be quiet the weather's on the night news" Parents yelling at kids while they watch monotonous weather reports. Who hasn't experienced these things?
The rest of the lyrics echo this sentiment: migrant workers who slave away at cheap labor, souls are crumbling, in the way a dirt clod crumbles in a firm grasp, I like that simile btw ^_^. And the famous "I've got style" lines. SM says them as if its a burden, trying to have style, miles and miles... i take it almost as if he is tired of trying to have style; of trying to establish himself, and so the skills he does have are wasted.
The fabric (his life) is torn ( hard times) but theres the hope of weaving something beautiful regardless, we are all still weaving it out.
In the live version at Brixton Academy Sm says before they play: "Frontwords in the name of this song, it's about moving forward.... obviously" The live version is quite good as well.