Solace

Two nights ago, whilst lying awake in bed during a not-so-uncommon-yet-not-regular-enough-to-be-an-issue bout of feeling low, emotionally, I found solace in the words of The Knife’s seminal ‘Heartbeats’:

One night to be confused,
One night to speed up truth,
We had a promise made,
Four hands and then away,
Both under influence,
We had divine scent,
To know what to say,
Mind is a razorblade.

To call for hands of above, to lean on,
Wouldn’t be good enough for me, no.

One night of magic rush,
The start: a simple touch,
One night to push and scream,
And then relief,
Ten days of perfect tunes,
The colours red and blue,
We had a promise made.
We were in love.

To call for hands of above, to lean on,
Wouldn’t be good enough for me, no.

To call for hands of above, to lean on,
Wouldn’t be good enough.

And you..
You knew the hand of a devil.
And you..
Kept us awake with wolves teeth,
Sharing different heartbeats,
In one night..

To call for hands of above, to lean on,
Wouldn’t be good enough for me, no.

To call for hands of above, to lean on,
Wouldn’t be good enough…

I don’t know how anyone can not feel touched by this combination of words & melody. I was actually listening to José Gonzalez’ recent re-rub, given that it’s rather more blissed out and tranquil than the original (and due to the time of day/night), but it’s very hard to choose a favourite of the two versions. I’m intrigued by different people’s reactions to the song, when listening I feel like there’s a deep rooted optimism in the song; that it conjures memories of good times gone by, yet others have said they think it’s extremely sad.. Perhaps their interpretation of memories is somewhat different to mine, yet the feeling is indeed the same. Who knows.

For some reason bed seems a particularly lonely place for me right now. I’m not sure if that’s due to renewed questioning of my direction, or just that I’ve fucked up my sleeping schedule over the weekend, but I feel like sitting in a New York café, watching life pass me by. I’m not sure why NYC was the place in my mind, must be the bustle, but I think the image is of wondering what other people are worrying about instead of focussing on my own concerns.. Losing oneself in the throng, surrounded by humanity.

As a pleasant coincidence, tonight (same deal) has allowed me to rediscover the wonderful melodies of Madonna’s ‘Ray of Light’ album – a masterpiece of production by William Orbit. Whether that’s sufficient compensation for lying awake, I’m not convinced.

Still, we shall remain upbeat…

One thought on “Solace

  1. richie c

    that song is definatly optamistic, as if there’s been something learned. Got to track myself down the knives original… i feel a little uneducated not realising that it was a cover!

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