"The song is a commentary on a generation lost to disillusion and apathy. Vocalist Matt Berringer explained to The Quietus that it is about "where you can't deal with the reality of what's really going on, so let's just pretend that the world's full of bluebirds and ice skating."
This is what I read on the artist's intepretation on the song, but that's what's so great about music. You can interpret anything anyway you want, to whatever strikes a chord inside of you, and be right. For me this song was more about America as a whole and how we live through the motto "ignorance is bliss." So I guess my interpretation was similar to Berringer's; in the same book but not on the same page, so to speak.
What's funny to me, is that I find the song neither disillusioned or apathetic. I find it filled a quiet yearning and nostalgia, padded by the magic space where just as you fall asleep, after having a gentle evening of simple pleasures, you let go of trying to solve all the problems that you face, yet still know that this momentary space that you've constructed is one that will swiftly fade. And the trumpets are a reminder, almost an anticipatory call to arms, that reality will come rushing in very soon.
What's funny to me, is that I find the song neither disillusioned or apathetic. I find it filled a quiet yearning and nostalgia, padded by the magic space where just as you fall asleep, after having a gentle evening of simple pleasures, you let go of trying to solve all the problems that you face, yet still know that this momentary space that you've constructed is one that will swiftly fade. And the trumpets are a reminder, almost an anticipatory call to arms, that reality will come rushing in very soon.
"The song is a commentary on a generation lost to disillusion and apathy. Vocalist Matt Berringer explained to The Quietus that it is about "where you can't deal with the reality of what's really going on, so let's just pretend that the world's full of bluebirds and ice skating."
This is what I read on the artist's intepretation on the song, but that's what's so great about music. You can interpret anything anyway you want, to whatever strikes a chord inside of you, and be right. For me this song was more about America as a whole and how we live through the motto "ignorance is bliss." So I guess my interpretation was similar to Berringer's; in the same book but not on the same page, so to speak.
What's funny to me, is that I find the song neither disillusioned or apathetic. I find it filled a quiet yearning and nostalgia, padded by the magic space where just as you fall asleep, after having a gentle evening of simple pleasures, you let go of trying to solve all the problems that you face, yet still know that this momentary space that you've constructed is one that will swiftly fade. And the trumpets are a reminder, almost an anticipatory call to arms, that reality will come rushing in very soon.
What's funny to me, is that I find the song neither disillusioned or apathetic. I find it filled a quiet yearning and nostalgia, padded by the magic space where just as you fall asleep, after having a gentle evening of simple pleasures, you let go of trying to solve all the problems that you face, yet still know that this momentary space that you've constructed is one that will swiftly fade. And the trumpets are a reminder, almost an anticipatory call to arms, that reality will come rushing in very soon.