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@@ajpgofacoconut6191 TF2 post where someone said "idk what this jpeg of a coconut is doing here but if I remove it the game won't start" or something to that effect
fun fact: will wood doesn't read sheet music. he had to write that insane piano bit and memorize it and play it at ungodly speeds without writing it down.
for someone who's trying to learn both (and i'm almost done with okultra! yay!) i can guarantee you that rap god is faster. black box warrior is actually easy compared to that! isn't that a nice thought! :) please help me :)
Drink like 7 mountain dews then listen to this on loop while relentlessly spinning around in one of those spinny chairs for like an hour. It may not help you sing faster but I'll scare them.
"the monologue" makes me feel like an amnesiac beeing debriefed about their own Life and not understanding a single Word, wich Is an uh.. oddly specific feeling for a Song to give
if I had a nickel for every time a song had gave me that exact vibe, I would have two nickels, which ain't much but it's weird that it happened twice (The other one is amnesia was her name by lemon demon)
wby are the normal common sentences like "why dont you take a seat" and "i guess its just something people do" harder to say than the bulk of the monster monologue
here are the timestamps for anyone else who needs to repeat the verses over and over :,) verse one - 0:20 verse two - 1:20 monologue - 2:45 verse three - 3:41 good luck memorizing!
i like to imagine it’s just a song about a man being bounced around from therapist to therapist and medication to medication to treat illness without a good result. the song title comes from a Black Box Warning, which is a deadly warning on medication that can kill you. who knows, though ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ i wouldn’t write an extensive take on it here
@@phoneyogurt From what I've heard, you're pretty close! Apparently it's about Will Wood talking about possibly taking a medication for his bipolar that could kill him!
@@Titleknown this makes a lot of sense. As far as mental illness meds go, anti psychotics can be some of the most dangerous. I took like 100mgs of seroquel and ended up having a hella bad restless leg syndrome attack, passed out for a good day or two. It's not like that for everyone and in the past I was able to take over 1000 mgs without any problems , but it's definitely a hella realistic possiblity
It’s about an abusive therapist I think. Edit: Waitwait, Ok so OKULTRA? Yeah, it’s a play on words for the government controlled secret psychedelic drug experimentation on humans in the 1950’s-80’s (correct me if I’m wrong) called MKULTRA before it was put to a stop. Obviously I don’t know exactly what they did but an obvious way to give the drugs to people would be to prescript them secretly in medical treatments, anti-depressant, (etc.) OKULTRA is mentioned a couple other times casually throughout the album including in the FIRST SONG where in the second half Will straight up throws in a very cheerful, “OKULTRA!” And judging from Will’s history with drugs, theming an entire song on how therapy sucks makes sense.
I saw someone perform this a few hours ago (this is February.) and he started learning piano in August. It was something else. I should also note he’s 15.
To all those also learning the therapist Monologue: it’s been weeks and I’m still choking with something as easy as “nerve to steal nerves of steel.” You’re doing good. UPDATE: I HAVE IT DOWN PAT. PERFECTLY.
Everyone’s talking about the tempo of the song or the complexity of the lyrics, but it no one going to talk about how good the piano part at the beginning is? Like if the whole song was some kind of boss monologue then the beginning would sound like the thing that plays when you step into the boss arena for the first time. I don’t know how to describe it, but it would be awesome if there was a whole song with the same vibe the piano part gives, or at least an extended version of the piano.
I learned the piano part, and it's so fun to just sit around and play it without doing the rest of the song. Just the same intro part over and over. It's incredible
I started listening to this artist earlier and thought “This is what cryptids listen to.” I have since changed my theory. Cryptids is too tame and restrictive. This is the music skips would listen to.
This goddamn masterpiece of a song was stuck in my head for nearly TWO fucking years, but for the love of Christ I couldn’t remember the name, till RU-vid pulled this out and slapped me in the face with it. And holy fuck I’m I happy that I loved this song so much for it to be an ear worm for so long. Wow I went on a rant, sorry about the curses!
Before I ever read the lyrics I thought this song was about a man who went crazy and became a time traveling Ninja. I now see that I was vastly mistaken XD
Day 1 of trying to sing blackboxwarrior flawlessly: i perfectly did the first verse but the other verses made its sound like i was talking gibberish, i’ll be practicing more of this, if i made more progress in one day i will leave a update Day 2: i did the 2nd verse, small mistakes but its just the beginning, i practiced the therapy monologue a bit, very hard i’d say but im looking foward to the next day i’d say Day 3: sorry for the inconvenience, i had been very busy for 2 weeks because of exams I’m perfecting my attempt on the 2nd verse and its a bir hard but i’m getting a hand of it Day 4: sorry for the extremely long inconvenience but i have returned, i’m going to camp next month to go to norway and i may not be active for 4 weeks, but when i return i will update you guys, i got the monologue a bit right but still a bit of some stuttering, hopefully it will be gone Day 5: got the therapy monologue down, if i get to a talent show, i WILL sing this song
I interpret this song as a man or his peers reviewing how he died with lost frustration, guided by the therapist saying “did you die before your day?”, or should have died as demons and ghosts try to coerce him into insanity
My hamilton phase was useful after all i can actually sing most of this song without mumbling thanks to my dedication to learning all the really fast raps in hamilton
Well he collapsed with Stevens-Johnson Syndrome on the E.R. floor Panic attacked, anaphylactic and ataxic The way he spun his butterfly risked all six his phalanges Roman candles at both ends in his synapses And the method with which he recycled his humors Trojan Horse'd his Blood-Brain Barrier and raised the LD-50, yes, yes And through flight-or-fight revelation shame the Black Box Warrior He skipped this town and headed straight down history Shields himself from reason in a Kevlar baby-blue Tuxedo Quilted from the finest fibers, flesh, and fiberglass, and flowers His ego a mosquito, evil incarnate good incognito Pops placebos for libido, screaming, "Bless the torpedoes" For what? For what? For what it's worth If it was going to kill you boy, it would have by now For what? For what? For what it's worth There's no more looking back, it's looking up or looking down Well, he was wearing stolen rubber shoes and wrapped a poison ivy noose Around his Lotus jugular when they came Well, they found him with a map to every victim of his love And a tattoo of a blue jay on his face And they waited for his vital signs to lie and let a flatline cry A hymn out in Hungarian Harmonic But he cocked his noggin, through his stoma sang, "For auld lang syne" "Happy birthday to the succulents, I'll die your hydroponics" His rib cage was a hornet's nest, palpitations set the beat His vagus nerve a turk's head knot, an axel hitch, a carrick bend He wondered if Christ Consciousness would charge a cancellation fee Auf wiedersehn, au revoir, he gripped his wits right by their ends For what? For what? For what it's worth If it was going to kill you boy, it would have by now For what? For what? For what it's worth There's no more looking back, it's looking up or looking down Hello, welcome, why don't you take a seat? Get comfortable, relax, take a second if you need to Now what's bothering you? Well, why don't we start at the beginning Growing up, how was your relationship with the fundamentals of conscious existence? Did you have xenon orchid sinews spilling down the outer center of your Blooming Escher/Mandelbrot head? And how about claustrophilic tendrils clapping caskets closed on seven-knuckle thumbs Did you get along well with the Gideon Bugler pineal glands? Your projector eyes casting sci-fi's on your STR'd strands? Tell me about your nerve to steal nerves of steel from under Bacchus' bloody nose Did Namibian Himbas tie-dye you, your ears pierced with a Phineas Gage flagpole Did you die before your day? Thursday traction, Tuesday titration My hope is to assess through my objective report of Your subjective conjecture Whether this proprietary bled of expertise and seasoning works as well as this Transorbital ice pick Holistic ballistics, you got a better idea? It's about the best we could come up with, what, you think ideas spread because they're good? No, they spread because people like them So now here we are once again, holding As it were, a mirror up to your mirror I guess it's just something people do A bloody knife to split your infrastructure, wine to rev your motor function Coital machinations of the dead Well, you mainline your animus, karate chop your abacus And learn to be an animal instead But I never did think you better than this, your modus operandi causes Nazi/Skoptzyism and suicide Why to thine own self be true when it is you who are the problem Not the things you do but something sick inside Lithium and Dialectics, boy you really is defective CBT don't seem effective for that Cluster B, accept it Offer up your innocence, please ignore the side effects You've lost your mind and almost lost your life before So you'll be fine For what? For what? For what it's worth If it was going to kill you boy, it would have by now For what? For what? For what it's worth There's no more looking back, and why would you want to look back? I mean, it's no good looking back, so try to look forward now For what? For what? For what it's worth If they were going to get you boy, they would have by now For what? For what? For what it's worth There's no more looking back, it's looking up or looking down...
I memorised this entire song just to use it as a speech in the “song lyrics as a speech” assignment in my English class, it was the best thing I’ve ever done
heyo! i'm doing an assignment on The Normal Album and this song sounds incredibly familiar but for the life of me i cannot pinpoint the genre. i thought about tarantella but i'm not sure - if anyone has any other input i'd love it!
lyrics for copy and paste: Well he collapsed with Stevens-Johnson syndrome on the E.R. floor, panic attacked, anaphylactic and ataxic The way he spun his butterfly risked all six his phalanges, roman candles at both ends of his synapses And the method with which he recycled his humors trojan horse'd his blood-brain barrier and raised the LD 50, yes-yes And through flight or fight revelation shame, the black box warrior, he skipped this town and headed straight down history Shields himself from reason in a kevlar baby blue tuxedo quilted from the finest fibers, flesh, and fiberglass, and flowers Ego a mosquito Evil incarnate, good incognito Pops placebos for labido Screaming bless the torpedos For what? for what? For what it's worth If it was going to kill you boy, it would have by now For what? for what? For what it's worth There's no more looking back, it's looking up or looking down Well he was wearing stolen rubber shoes and wrapped a poison ivy noose around his lotus jugular when they came Well they found him with a map to every victim of his love and a tattoo of a blue jay on his face And they waited for his vital signs to lie and let a flatline cry a hymn out in hungarian harmonic But he cocked his noggin, through his stoma sang for auld lang syne, happy birthday to the succulents, I'll die your hydroponics. His rib cage was a hornet's nest Palpitations set the beat, his vagus nerve a turk's head knot, an axel hitch, a carrick bend He wondered if christ consciousness would charge a cancellation fee Auf wiedersehn, au revoir, he gripped his wits right by their ends For what? for what? For what it's worth If it was going to k!ll you boy, it would have by now For what? for what? For what it's worth There's no more looking back, it's looking up or looking down Hello, welcome. Why don't you take a seat? Get comfortable, take a second if you need to Now what's bothering you? Well, why don't we start at the beginning? Growing up, how was your relationship with the fundamentals of conscious existence? And how about claustrophilic tendrils clapping caskets closed on seven knuckle thumbs, did you get along well with the gideon bugler pineal glands, your projector eyes casting scifi's on your str'd strands? Tell me about your nerve to steal nerves of steel from under bacchus' bloody nose Did namibian himbas tiedye you, your ears pierced with a phineas gage flagpole, did you die before your day? Thursday traction, Tuesday titration My hope is to assess through my objective report of your subjective conjecture whether this proprietary bled of expertise and seasoning works as well as this transorbital ice pick Holistic ballistics, you got a better idea? it's about the best we could come up with What, you think ideas spread because they're good? No, they spread because people like them So here we are once again, holding, as it were, a mirror up to your mirror I guess it's just something people do A bloody knife to split your infrastructure Wine to rev your motor function Coital machinations of the dead Well you mainline your animus Karate chop your abacus And learn to be an animal instead But i never did think you better than this Your modus operandi causes nazi skoptzyism and suicide Why to thine own self be try when it is you who are the problem Not the things you do but something sick inside Lithium and dialectics Boy you really is defective Cbt don't seem effective for that cluster B, accept it Offer up your innocence, please ignore the side effects You've lost your mind and almost lost your life before So you'll be fine For what? for what? For what it's worth, If it was going to kill you boy, it would have by now For what? for what? For what it's worth There's no more looking back And why would you want to look back I mean it's no good looking back so try to look forward now For what? for what? For what it's worth If they were gonna get you boy, they would have by now For what? for what? For what it's worth There's no more looking back, it's looking up or looking down
Wow... very thankyou. The music which was maked by him is very nice . I'm japanese so i want to know what he say in the music. Thank you very much for writing in English .😊 I thought this was a Nazi-themed song.🧐 I'm happy to be able to study English with my favorite song ! 😆
Just giving you a heads up that even people who's native language is English have trouble grasping what is trying to be said in the song since a lot of it almost seems like random words strung together at certain points.
Possible tip for keeping up with this: |Could be circumstantial, as I have no way to test this| Learn & keep up with 6up 5oh first, as both are fast paced with a lot going on but 6up 5oh isn't as lengthy. Let me know if this helps 👍 [ I'm still tripping up on a phrase, as well as the monologue. This possibly circumstantial tip just helped me with keeping up with the rest. ]
HOW ARE PEOPLE MEMORIZING THIS ALL I CAN HEAR IS JSHEIDNIWSJDHEIDKFJFJJDDHHEJEIDJDHEUEJDJEIEHHEHDJDIDIDOODPEPPSJDJEDHDHDJSIHDHCDJJSKSIHDHEUSJSBWHQUSJDNSHJSDHSJDNEJCICKIKD
Timestamps for every single verse thingy for bad memorizers 0:20 0:33 0:45 0:57 chorus 1:20 1:32 1:47 1:56 chorus 2:45 monologue (good luck with this ;-;) 3:42 3:59 4:18 chorus
To the people who are trying to learn the monologue for whatever reason, check out the live in studio version of this song. The monologue is was clearer and it's spoken slower. I think it could help.
I think I realized why I like this genre of music it just unlocks deep memories of watching youruber outros this one gives me dlive vibes for some reason
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