The lyrics stem from one of my braingasms where I started spewing combinations of porn/drug terms with technology terms, but didn't really have a song to attach them to, so they all got scribbled down onto my scratchpad.
I'd actually considered writing a whole very-sci-fi album, with the words I came up with as track titles.
The wordplay owes a lot to Jeff Noon who, if you've not encountered him, wrote a bunch of novels merging music / drugs / technology in a sort-of-but-not-quite cyberpunk british setting... Vurt is one of my favourite and formative novels.
Anyhoo, about a year later, I had some music coming together and it had a stompy, technological feel to it, so I broke out the words and fleshed them out. Got shitfaced, didn't manage to finish the track.
Another few months later, I came back to it and had a week off work, having just finished an achingly painful project, so I was fucking DETERMINED to finish a track... this track, as it was sounding really promising.
Unfortunately, the week worked out really badly. I live in a house that's prone to parties and I'd keep working for a few hours, going for a ciggy and spending the night drinking and talking to my housemates.
Might sound great, but I was getting increasingly depressed about not finishing the track (I normally write in 1 or 2 sessions). As the week went on, I was more hungover, less productive, more fucked up and moody and increasingly angrily certain that I was going to finish this fucking track... and that the only way to do it was to keep getting shitfaced and working on it (I only work on music while I'm drinking... or, well, I always drink when I write).
Long story short, I finished the track and ended up at the doctor's as a result of having had a physical fuckup I don't want to mention and being petrified I'd finally really fucking broken myself.
Turns out I hadn't, but it's about the closest a single track has come to killing me :)
I quite like how it turned out, though.
It's meant to be about how technology transfigures our lives, sex, relationships, etc., with the chorus centering about how technology as an escape / way to connect / forget, "rohypnology".
I'm simultaneously embarassed about my Bladerunner paraphrase in the last line, and also bemused at not knowing exactly what I sang, because I was so fucked up I didn't write it down. I think it was "attack ships in the heart of chaos" but it doesn't actually sound like I sang it that way, and that doesn't actually make much sense. Mostly, I was trying to give the "I've seen things you people wouldn't believe" vibe. Pretentious cunt that I am.
Rohypnology
Date: 2009-10-07 12:42 pm (UTC)Re: Rohypnology
Date: 2009-10-08 10:43 pm (UTC)The lyrics stem from one of my braingasms where I started spewing combinations of porn/drug terms with technology terms, but didn't really have a song to attach them to, so they all got scribbled down onto my scratchpad.
I'd actually considered writing a whole very-sci-fi album, with the words I came up with as track titles.
The wordplay owes a lot to Jeff Noon who, if you've not encountered him, wrote a bunch of novels merging music / drugs / technology in a sort-of-but-not-quite cyberpunk british setting... Vurt is one of my favourite and formative novels.
Anyhoo, about a year later, I had some music coming together and it had a stompy, technological feel to it, so I broke out the words and fleshed them out. Got shitfaced, didn't manage to finish the track.
Another few months later, I came back to it and had a week off work, having just finished an achingly painful project, so I was fucking DETERMINED to finish a track... this track, as it was sounding really promising.
Unfortunately, the week worked out really badly. I live in a house that's prone to parties and I'd keep working for a few hours, going for a ciggy and spending the night drinking and talking to my housemates.
Might sound great, but I was getting increasingly depressed about not finishing the track (I normally write in 1 or 2 sessions). As the week went on, I was more hungover, less productive, more fucked up and moody and increasingly angrily certain that I was going to finish this fucking track... and that the only way to do it was to keep getting shitfaced and working on it (I only work on music while I'm drinking... or, well, I always drink when I write).
Long story short, I finished the track and ended up at the doctor's as a result of having had a physical fuckup I don't want to mention and being petrified I'd finally really fucking broken myself.
Turns out I hadn't, but it's about the closest a single track has come to killing me :)
I quite like how it turned out, though.
It's meant to be about how technology transfigures our lives, sex, relationships, etc., with the chorus centering about how technology as an escape / way to connect / forget, "rohypnology".
I'm simultaneously embarassed about my Bladerunner paraphrase in the last line, and also bemused at not knowing exactly what I sang, because I was so fucked up I didn't write it down. I think it was "attack ships in the heart of chaos" but it doesn't actually sound like I sang it that way, and that doesn't actually make much sense. Mostly, I was trying to give the "I've seen things you people wouldn't believe" vibe. Pretentious cunt that I am.
:)
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