Down With Me

Novocaine For The Soul – Eels

I’m in such a bitchy mood lately.

I was hanging out with Natasha today and she was doing her best to cheer me up with her usual fearless affection. I don’t think I even moved once. I was hunched over a table and she was holding my arm and hugging me and talking to me and I was just acting like a total dick. I hate when that happens. And inside my head I’m like, “Cheer the fuck up, man! Get over yourself!” But I kept sulking. It was like one of those dreams where you think you’re awake, but you’re actually asleep and you think you’re screaming but you’re not. Whoa, bad Simple Plan lyric there. Sorry about that.

Speaking of lyrics, I came upon this site the other day about song meanings. Is this old news? How have I not been to this site before? It’s awesome. I was trying to figure out some Wolf Parade songs and I tripped upon this site. The only problem is that you’re not actually getting a definitive answer to what the songs are about. It’s a glorified message board. But did you know that Laika was the name of the dog that the Russians sent into space, never to return? See, I did not know that. Also, did you know that Dope Nose is allegedly a skewed quote from a Rolling Stone interview that Rivers did? When he says “this Dope Nose”, it can also be interpreted as “this dope knows”. Was that obvious? Also, I didn’t know that Welcome To My Life was all about teen problems and inner pain and stuff. I could not suss those lyrics out. Thanks inter-web! Check it out if just for the Welcome To My Life board, where you have, like, fifty people explaining how they didn’t get the song at first but after a few listens it’s really deep…man.

What was I talking about before? Oh yeah, what the fuck is wrong with me?

Smoke-Alot opened up to me like I was Barbara Walters. It was ridiculous. He told me about his lawyer…
He had sex with my momma! Why?!?
Spirituality…
God, if you listenin’, help!
His bad back…
The doctor said I need a backiotomy.
His love life…
I’m impotent, man! Get away from me, biatch!
I mean, talk about a guy with problems.