I think that this song is a postmodernist cry for significance and meaning, because most of us now live in a world of hyperrealism. I would invite the reader to look at what they are doing right now, for instance: I wrote a comment on a website that I had just became a member of, and it could be that, subjectively, this song meant a lot to me at that moment in time. But, really, the fact that I was in my room at that moment in time (I, or anyone who will be reading this is, at this or that moment in time, having hyperreal perceptions) does not take away from the fact that the majority of my (now, your) perception was (is) made up of what I believed to be real (words appearing as I press buttons; you, either reading because you're interested, or clicking on something else because you have lost interest). In fact, what is occuring before me objectively is just a series of lights, which are reacting to an interconnected series of electronic curcuits.
The second and third stanzas are, I think, a critique of the internet, and how social networks produce both inactivity and a gradual subjective degration of objective experience. We have replaced objective interaction with hyperreal objective/subjective interaction, thus creating an artificial environment, where uncomfortable (thus beneficial) experience is nonexistent. At the end of stanza 3, "Yeah, I know it gets tired, but it's better when we pretend," implies that this hyperreality seems better than reality itself. Thus, we spend so much time immersed in hyperreality that we don't realize our own fatigue (that which is a result of a lack of actual objective experience) and gradually degrade.
Moral principles have no place in this subjective/objective hyperrealism, because there are no consequences for mannerisms/thoughts/words that would be considered unacceptable in actual objective conversations or observation or analyzation or whatever. We may proceed to be as pompous and asshole-ish as we please, with no reprecussions.
All of our "friends" are mostly seen on a digital format. When actual interaction occurs, we come to the painful and unwitting realization that we haven't had any "real" interaction with them... only hyperreal interaction. So, it necessarily follows that a feeling of abandonment ensues in modern existence, because most of us are now at the whim of the screen.
I quite identified myself with your first paragraph of well written analysis. However I beg to differ with the rest of your opinion. The song plot, if we can actually say that a song have a plot, revolves about how nice is to have friends around you to have a good a time. It is hard to realize but if you think about it, our IRL friends of now are most always totally different of the ones we used to consider as best friends when we were young. At least with myself, I miss a lot of friends that have...
I quite identified myself with your first paragraph of well written analysis. However I beg to differ with the rest of your opinion. The song plot, if we can actually say that a song have a plot, revolves about how nice is to have friends around you to have a good a time. It is hard to realize but if you think about it, our IRL friends of now are most always totally different of the ones we used to consider as best friends when we were young. At least with myself, I miss a lot of friends that have either moved on on their lives in a way I can't follow them anymore or had grown up in interests and singularities that ended up detaching our friendship of their priorities. I reckon I did the same with a lot of them too. I suppose we are walking to a death-trap in regards to human presence, as we are more and more focused on ourselves instead of caring to the people who we like of.
I think that this song is a postmodernist cry for significance and meaning, because most of us now live in a world of hyperrealism. I would invite the reader to look at what they are doing right now, for instance: I wrote a comment on a website that I had just became a member of, and it could be that, subjectively, this song meant a lot to me at that moment in time. But, really, the fact that I was in my room at that moment in time (I, or anyone who will be reading this is, at this or that moment in time, having hyperreal perceptions) does not take away from the fact that the majority of my (now, your) perception was (is) made up of what I believed to be real (words appearing as I press buttons; you, either reading because you're interested, or clicking on something else because you have lost interest). In fact, what is occuring before me objectively is just a series of lights, which are reacting to an interconnected series of electronic curcuits.
The second and third stanzas are, I think, a critique of the internet, and how social networks produce both inactivity and a gradual subjective degration of objective experience. We have replaced objective interaction with hyperreal objective/subjective interaction, thus creating an artificial environment, where uncomfortable (thus beneficial) experience is nonexistent. At the end of stanza 3, "Yeah, I know it gets tired, but it's better when we pretend," implies that this hyperreality seems better than reality itself. Thus, we spend so much time immersed in hyperreality that we don't realize our own fatigue (that which is a result of a lack of actual objective experience) and gradually degrade.
Moral principles have no place in this subjective/objective hyperrealism, because there are no consequences for mannerisms/thoughts/words that would be considered unacceptable in actual objective conversations or observation or analyzation or whatever. We may proceed to be as pompous and asshole-ish as we please, with no reprecussions.
All of our "friends" are mostly seen on a digital format. When actual interaction occurs, we come to the painful and unwitting realization that we haven't had any "real" interaction with them... only hyperreal interaction. So, it necessarily follows that a feeling of abandonment ensues in modern existence, because most of us are now at the whim of the screen.
I quite identified myself with your first paragraph of well written analysis. However I beg to differ with the rest of your opinion. The song plot, if we can actually say that a song have a plot, revolves about how nice is to have friends around you to have a good a time. It is hard to realize but if you think about it, our IRL friends of now are most always totally different of the ones we used to consider as best friends when we were young. At least with myself, I miss a lot of friends that have...
I quite identified myself with your first paragraph of well written analysis. However I beg to differ with the rest of your opinion. The song plot, if we can actually say that a song have a plot, revolves about how nice is to have friends around you to have a good a time. It is hard to realize but if you think about it, our IRL friends of now are most always totally different of the ones we used to consider as best friends when we were young. At least with myself, I miss a lot of friends that have either moved on on their lives in a way I can't follow them anymore or had grown up in interests and singularities that ended up detaching our friendship of their priorities. I reckon I did the same with a lot of them too. I suppose we are walking to a death-trap in regards to human presence, as we are more and more focused on ourselves instead of caring to the people who we like of.