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Saturday, June 27, 2009

Mountain Goats appreciation month #7

Another complicated love song by the Mountain Goats. I'm not going to explain all the references (google is your friend!). In fact, I'm not going to explain this song at all! Try to listen to it and find your own meaning.
However, I found this Nietzsche quote in reference to this song and found it quite fitting:
"That which is done out of love always takes place beyond good and evil." ("Was aus Liebe getan wird, geschieht immer jenseits von Gut und Böse.")


Love Love Love


King Saul fell on his sword
When it all went wrong
And Joseph's brother sold him down the river
For a song
And Sonny Liston rubbed some tiger balm in his glove
some things you do for money
and some you do for love love love

Raskalnikov felt sick
But he couldn't say why
When he saw his face reflected
In his victim's twinkling eye
Some things you do for money
And some you'll do for fun
But the things you do for love
Are gonna come back to you one by one

Love love is gonna lead you by the hand
Into a white and soundless place
Now we see this
As in a mirror dimly
Then we shall see each other
Face to face

And way out in Seattle
Young Kurt Cobain
Snuck out to the garden
Put a bullet in his brain
Snakes in the grass beneath our feet
Rain in the clouds above
Some moments last forever
And some flare out with love love love