I've always loved this song, and it's hard to disagree with any of the interpretations here. But I was looking at the lyrics because I've always interpreted this as a love song in a weird way.
And I still think it is, in a sense, even if David Byrne et al didn't intend for it to be. When you're in love, nothing needs to happen, and it's extremely fun and extremely exciting. The same kiss can happen again and again, and it's blissful, so you're perfectly happy for that type of "monotony" to continue. The same song can play again and again, and it's a perfect song, so let it go on.
I have trouble working the party and the bar parts into this interpretation, but I have had times in my life where every weekend was the same party with the same people and the same music and for a short period I absolutely loved that, couldn't have been happier, and I didn't want things to change at all. Eventually, those things grow old and you need to move on and true monotony does set in. But I do think one conception of heaven or an ideal life would be where the things you truly deeply enjoy (parties, kisses, songs) never change and you can just melt away into that utopia.
I've always loved this song, and it's hard to disagree with any of the interpretations here. But I was looking at the lyrics because I've always interpreted this as a love song in a weird way.
And I still think it is, in a sense, even if David Byrne et al didn't intend for it to be. When you're in love, nothing needs to happen, and it's extremely fun and extremely exciting. The same kiss can happen again and again, and it's blissful, so you're perfectly happy for that type of "monotony" to continue. The same song can play again and again, and it's a perfect song, so let it go on.
I have trouble working the party and the bar parts into this interpretation, but I have had times in my life where every weekend was the same party with the same people and the same music and for a short period I absolutely loved that, couldn't have been happier, and I didn't want things to change at all. Eventually, those things grow old and you need to move on and true monotony does set in. But I do think one conception of heaven or an ideal life would be where the things you truly deeply enjoy (parties, kisses, songs) never change and you can just melt away into that utopia.
Just one interpretation.