Song: The Woodpile
Album: Pedestrian Verse
Year: 2013
"Far from the electric floor, removed from the red meat market, I looked for a fire door, unescaped from the drums and barking, but after all social charms, I’m struck down by the hand of fear, I've fallen to the corner’s arms, seem weird I, I’m done for years, I’m trapped in a collapsing building, come find me now, we’ll hide out, we’ll speak in our secret tongues, we come back to my corner..."
*A COMMENT: This should be coming out on February 4th (UK) and February 5th (US)... I really liked the quote above or at least the interpretation I've made of it. I think it is about this socially awkward guy that is in this club/party/whatever-social-event-you-want. I would say a club due to the 'electric floor', but it could also refer to any dance floor anywhere else (ie. a wedding, you name it) and it being electric as everyone is moving as if the were being electrified... The 'red meat market' is another reference I liked a lot, as in these environments everyone is a hunting dog, men going after women and vice versa or whatever combination you want, the thing is everyone is going after someone...
Anyhow, he/she feels uncomfortable in this kind of atmosphere, so after all the "mandatory" social codes are done, he ends up frozen with this shyness, hence fear of interacting, alone in a corner wishing the one he/she fancies was there with him/her so an escaped could be made...
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