if you felt some kind of stirring against interpretation why write these songs at all? why not become didactic and tell everyone on the planet in plain english what you are?
listened to this non-stop in fall of last year, wrote the lyrics "all i know is one of us was supposed to kill the other, isn't that what they mean when they say 'lovers?' on my too-big headphones that are now long-broken. brings me back to freshman year sm, can't believe my first day of sophomore year is the day after tomorrow. wish me luck ig
ive been listening to csh since 8th grade went to their 2021 door less open concert my freshman yr im a junior now time fuckin flies im in college already n shit too so just enjoy your youth now before it fades dont be scared to try things and talk to ppl thats my main mistake from freshie and sophomore AND DONT DO DRUGS LOL
i have heard so many great songs by so many great artists/lyricists but i have never responded with "damn, i wish i wrote that" to works by any other artist as much as i have to those by this nervous young man
great way to put it. I'll never forget the first time I heard this song. I'll never forget the first time I heard bodys. I'll never forget the first time I heard there must be more than blood.
I would go as far to say as this is lyrically the best song ever written. I went through a disaster of a relationship a few years ago and this is the only song that has ever been able to pin point the exact emotions I've gone through with that.
big agree, it sounds so monumental and big it feels like it marks the end of an era for csh (even though this is only halfway through the album + another album would follow before Will got signed)
@@msicouldntthinkofafunnynam4770 even tho another album did come out it still kinda was the end of an era in a way, the next album was a pretty new sound for will, aswell as this album acting as the end to the whole beach story thing.
Same. This song is so therapeutic. Lyrics hid behind mysticism and ambiguity are his strong suit, and this song addresses that in full-force. When he talks about finding it hard to pick the right lyrics to represent his thoughts musically, he tells us in certain ways that these lyrics are half-symbolic/metaphorical and half-literal. When he says “Jesus Christ my parents were right, I never should have smoked you out” hits home sooo fucking hard because not only is he talking about an intimate memory (one that I shared, too. Smoking out my now-ex before we dated), but also every repercussion of it as well. In a way, it’s like he’s talking about how you have to invite a vampire into your home, if that analogy makes sense. The people that are the worst for us don’t barge into our lives; we bring them in ourselves. I think that’s what he was talking out there. Sorry for the rant on your comment lol, I’m still dealing with my breakup from about two months ago. I can’t wait to try loving again, and you, Gracie, will try living alone. One day at the end of this lifetime we can see each other again and compare our notes. But don’t forget, you and me won’t be alone anymore.
@@ColeRees @Cole Rees I really wish I saw your comment earlier, I have no idea how I missed it. I love your interpretation, I myself have spent many hours trying to understand wills lyrics, and it's a ton of fun. What isn't a ton of fun is breakups. I hope you've gotten through it alright. If there's any any good band to listen to during a breakup, it's car seat headrest.
Nervous Young Man has the most underrated songs. The Gun Song, Boxing Day, Don't Remind Me, Death at the Movies... I could go on. Clever writing, great hooks, and a sound that I can't describe other than bittersweet. My all time favorite band.
If Twin Fantasy was the toxic relationship and Monomania was the messy breakup, I always saw Nervous Young Man as the acceptance stage. Probably one of my most favourite albums ever and definitely my favourite band.
you’re on the right track! will’s first 3 albums after the numbered albums are all a trilogy, with mbikmb being the friendship, twin fantasy being the relationship, and monomania being the breakup.
For the past like week I’ve been thinking of car seat headrest lyrics and when I look them up it’s fucking gun song. I love that. Give me like a month I’ll be here again. I’m also very normal about my ex mhm
The first time I heard “you said won’t you come into arms reach abandon your clothes and modes of speech” i lost it. It invokes the imagery of the two dogs holding onto each other’s shoulders, connecting limbs and “forgetting how to speak” is also mentioned in bodys … in this case it refers to how Joe loses himself GRAHHHHHHGG
I read the lyrics before hearing it and I absolutely love reading it! But listening to it … I think it’s that it’s 16 minutes :’D I tend to tune it out and just kinda vibe to Will’s voice , which I personally really like haha So yeah it’s a great and beautiful song! but I personally find a hard time paying attention to the lyrics while listening to it , I have to be reading along to it at the same time to keep my attention focused. I’m also a hater of podcasts and audiobooks so I think this is just a “me not being good at processing auditory info” problem 😅
Honestly I’m kinda embarrassed by how good this song is. I didn’t take will Toledo or whatever seriously but this is some serious shit. Good long form like crazy horse. Halfway through I’m realizing it sounds like Neil young and then he’s singing down by the river at the end. Lyrics are amazing
WHOEVER YOU ARE JUST HOLD ME TIGHT I LOST MY LOVE I LOST MY LIFE ALL I KNOW IS ONE OF US WAS SUPPOSED TO KILL THE OTHER ISNT THAT WHAT THEY MEAN WHEN THEY SAY LOVERS
Lyrics [What Joe said] (I’m not hung up on you anymore, but here’s why I hung up) Behind every great love story Lies a great suicide You can't give yourself completely And keep the man inside All the sentences I climbed halfway Saw the heights of what I wanted to say And crawled from word to word Trying to get back down The unending realization That it's never gonna end I spend half the day exhaling And the other half holding my breath Cause living underwater was never my strength In the depths you reside, the sun never sinks So let’s float to the bottom for one final drink There’s time for one more tonight It’s time to forget while the forgetting’s good I’ll burn all the promises I carved out of your woulds You said won't you come into arm's reach Abandon your clothes and modes of speech An infant reborn you shall be Helpless and afraid I’m waving goodbye every time you go to the store I hope you break your hand the next time you slam the door Because I burned my fingers every night When your own shaking hands wouldn’t give you a light And I said “Jesus Christ, my parents were right I never should’ve smoked you out” I’d hate to amputate this artificial limb But staring at you, my glass eyes are growing dim I can’t even blame you for looking so smug I have to admit you’re a hell of a drug So pack up the boxes, roll me up with the rug I’m not moving out, I’m just moving (Kissed) I kissed you, yes, but never on the mouth (Masochist) You held the north while I conquered the south But I don't want a territorial breach So at the edge of the bed, we'll meet And I want you to fuck me in your sleep It's the only way I'll ever know that you love me (Cause there's always gotta be a new angle) Guns are loaded with silver bullets tonight But it’s useless, you kept me waiting until it was light (These things are yours) But you can’t go out the way you came in In the arms of someone unaware of your sins Because I’ve been recording this whole fucking thing Now you can never use the same chord changes again (The first time was too fast The second time was just sad) If you’re wondering why I’m still willing to take the fall If I’m not getting fucked over, I’m not getting fucked at all But I never asked for immunity That’s the difference between you and me All I wanted was someone who was just like me And I hate myself for that It’s getting hard to talk about the past When you’ve copyrighted the present, no questions asked You can do whatever you want with my name But my body’s never been public domain So if you’re looking for somebody to blame Blame Walt Disney Studios I remember I was walking around outside, talking to you on the phone We were both avoiding the parties we attended alone And I looked up at the drunken moon It was round and it was grey and it looked like the moon And I said, “at least we’ve both got the moon” And you said, “I’m inside” So I’ll try loving again And you’ll try living alone And we’ll meet at the end of this lifetime And compare notes (If bitterness is all that I have left I’ll be better at being bitter than anybody else) [What Joe’s Baby said] I hate your receptionist She looks at me like I’m retarded When I’m filling out your forms I see your form behind the frosted glass But she says that you’re not there I’ll have to be content to wait If you felt some kind of stirring Against interpretation Why write these songs at all? Why not become didactic Tell everyone on the planet In plain English what you are But I am the gentle cannibal I promise to eat you softly You won’t notice a thing Hold me tight You’re taking advice from Lady Macbeth William, one shot two shots When it’s out of your hands, you try to forget Mariamme, hold me tight I still wish you hadn’t listened to me (If I could transfer your desires into belongings) I ain’t been right since the execution (And then snoop through your belongings, you know I’d do it in a second) William, one shot two shots Whoever you are, just hold me tight I lost my love, my life, that night- All I know is, one of us was supposed to kill the other Isn’t that what they mean when they say ‘lovers’? But murder is dirty, and peace comes cheap So here’s my new number, tell me when you’re free (703) [The Conclusion] Down by the river I shot my baby Down by the river Down by the river I shot my baby Down by the river Down by the river I shot my baby Down by the river Down by the river I shot my baby I shot my baby Down by the river I shot my baby Down by the river...
This song has so many facets. Beyond bitchen, by leagues at least. To quote D. Boon (or Mike, maybe more likely, but probably not George, but D. sings it), "This is Bob Dylan to me!" And it is. Phrasing, odd rhymes and non-rhymes, whining just a bit through some lyrics. The music, like a day at the shore, starting out calmly, plenty of opportunity for reflection, then headed into the afternoon it really starts to blow, an onslaught of wind and spray, and finally a straightforward but tasty guitar solo, and then the poignant rip-off part I mean homage, which is practically mandatory at that point. Jeez what a blowhard (me).
It's pretty good but I don't get when people say "one of the best CSH tracks"......... its not even, in my opinion, one of the best songs on the album.
its carried almost entirely by the lyrics. the instrumentation isnt bad, but its far from a blid or even a broken birds. It works, but it leaves a bit to be desired
@@baburinho some of my favourite csh lyrics are on this track, the whole moon segment is great as well as the line 'if im not getting fucked over im not getting fucked at all' which is way better than it should be
