Repetitive Things
I have a wide variety of influences. One of them is a band that is still around although they pretty much stick to Europe. I am sure they can peacefully rest on the royalties of "Take on Me." But for some reason, one of their more obscure songs keeps jumping into my mind and Thomas Hardy. The lyrics to "Lamb to the Slaughter" and "Do Not Go Gentle Into That Goodnight" juxtapose each other. One is about letting another person send you into a spiraling depression and seeing it as their only way out of their psychosis. The latter, is about Hardy telling his father to fight death. Both have been in my head for a few days as my mind battles for normalcy. I have to go down in order to come out fighting and raging against what I have been through. I have to face it "Headlong" (good Queen song) and make sure that what comes out of Alice's Rabbit Hole is truly me. I can't let these past things define who I am anymore. I can't let them make m...