From Comrade Colin of and before the first kiss:
'My little life is going too fast / You can shove death up your arse'
Many folks will think this is an unwise choice, and, perhaps, in rather poor taste given the timing. But, frankly, you'd be completely and utterly wrong. This is the best anti-death song ever written and it's a piece of music, like a certain Go-Betweens song, that JC and myself immediately bonded over. We both laughed (out loud, yes) at the dark humour and the sentiments. It was a giant V-sign to the fact we all check-out eventually, some, alas, sooner than others. Our mutual appreciation of the lyrics, and their Ivor Cutler-like delivery, signed the deal on our early-years friendship. Indeed, this was the first band JC and myself ever went to see play live together. It was also the night of our very first meeting! We'd put it off and put it off but eventually we went beyond an electronic/digital friendship to something else. It seems like forever ago now, that night in a stupidly cold January at the 13th Note in Glasgow. I remember being rather nervous and, weirdly, it felt a bit like a first date! I needn't have worried though as JC was not at all indie-precious or a pompous prick and I managed, just about, to not project my 100 MPH verbal diarrhea or music/Goffman geekdom all over him. It was a brilliant night, all round, and we've since become very good friends indeed, with music (and a shared sense of humour) at the centre of this connection. I cannot, obviously, feel his sad loss properly - I didn't know or meet his dear friend - but I do know that he knows I am at his call during this most difficult time. My first contribution to this excellent initiative from Ctel had to be this track, really, and I am sure JC will understand why. If I had not been so certain of Jim 'getting' this then I would not have pushed ahead. The very best way - in fact the only way - of dealing with the fucking shite life sometimes throws at us is a bold, dark, humour. Aye.
Dumb Instrument - Reverse the Hearse
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2 comments:
Spot on, Colin. Spot on.
At my mums funeral, in fact all thru that time I surprised, and possibly upset a few people by maintaining a sense of humour. Dark and a bit dismal, but always defiant in the face of death. Its what my mum would have expected; she taught me its the weapon of choice against death. The essence of life if you like.
Damn good choice.
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