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I’m tired of politics in a political world.
Let’s do something else.
No politics in this article, any reference to politics will be deleted without warning. PERIOD.
Any trolling will be deleted, without warning.
Music….specifically, Slipknot.
I can hear it now, “not my thing”… I liked the music for all the wrong reasons. It’s loud, it’s fast and has a heavy drum influence. Music I like….
Then I started to look up the lyrics, the meaning behind the music. That’s when I really loved the music.
I’ve not talked about it much here because I have not wanted to. But… My wife passed away on 3/7/2022. She had a heart attack one year, almost to the day before. I won’t go into a ton of detail but...on 3/5/2022, she went in for a routine stent replacement in her heart, when she was waking up, she had a massive aneurysm, which ended her life. They did emergency surgery, but it was too late. It pushed her brain 3cm to the right side of her brain, she never woke up again, she never uttered another word. 20 years of good times and a loving wonderful marriage, was gone. She lingered in a coma for two days where I made the decision to donate her organs, and let her go. I did so with the blessing of her family. Apologies if I seem dyspationate, but I had to let her go, and while I will always hold her in my heart, I have let her go and be at peace.
This is the last picture taken of her, obviously COVID was still an issue, she died less than 24 hours later.
So where does this fit with Slipknot music? The lyrics….it’s all in the lyrics.
Even if you do not watch the video, please enjoy, or embrace the lyrics. I will explore a lot of the vidography. I will post the lyrics, the video and even a reaction or two from Taylor Palmbry, who is a therapist who helped me personally through some tough times. She is amazing and I would encourage everyone to give her a follow… This article is a work in progress…. I am waiting for Taylor to give permission to post a link to her site.
So lets begin…
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First song.... Nero Forte....
Some say it's about Corey Taylor's divorce, some day it's about depression... Both are valid as Corey Taylor has suffered from depression and a nasty divorce.
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Lyrics.
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You bleed me dry, using me up
Dissatisfied and used
Another key to the empty spot in you
I'm sick as a fuck, I'm in my prime
What do you want? I guess it's time to see
If you're lost in hell, you'll find no peace
Ooh, wade through hate and fear
I haven't felt like this in years
Not much left, so uprooted
Fist clenched tight in the pockets of my hoodie
And I know where I need to go
But the voice of reason can't say no
It's in the eyes and heart
Just the latest psycho off the charts
That's what you do best
Too much animosity
Nobody does it better than the enemy
A hope like yours won't help me now
You can do your worst to me
At the end of the day, that's what you do best
A home like yours is upside down
Too much animosity
Nobody does it better than the enemy
A hope like yours won't help me now
You can do your worst to me
At the end of the day, that's what you do best
I would lie so many would believe it
Stand up and resist the chains
Of all the people in belligerent sick restraint
I wasn't enough, you bled me dry
Which way is up? Oh, you're a lie
And a fake, I hope that truth is not too late
That's what you do best
Too much animosity
Nobody does it better than the enemy
A hope like yours won't help me now
You can do your worst to me
At the end of the day, that's what you do best
A home like yours is upside down
Too much animosity
Nobody does it better than the enemy
A hope like yours won't help me now
You can do your worst to me
At the end of the day, that's what you do best
That's what you do best
That's what you do best (hahahaha)
(Why) why was it easy for you?
(Did) did I deserve the abuse?
(I) I can't believe I let it
(Not) not what I wanted
(See) see through your bullshit
(Your) you're so dramatic
(True) true to your form of
(Face) every consequence
(Un-) unintimidated
(-Til) 'til the very end
(It) it'll never happen
(Was) was it all a lie?
(Too) many motherfuckers
(Late) that's what you do best
(Lie) that's what you do best
(Lie) that's what you do best
That's what you do best
Too much animosity
Nobody does it better than the enemy
A hope like yours won't help me now
You can do your worst to me
At the end of the day, that's what you do best
A home like yours is upside down
Too much animosity
Nobody does it better than the enemy
A hope like yours won't help me now
You can do your worst to me
At the end of the day, that's what you do best
A home like yours is upside down
You can do your worst to me
At the end of the day, that's what you do best
A hope like yours won't help me now
You can do your worst to me
At the end of the day, that's what you do best
That's what you do best, yeah
(What you do best) yeah
(What you do best)
(What you do best)
(What you do best)
(What you do best)
That's what you do best
That's what you do best
I fought depression a lot, I drank a lot. This song really hit me hard.
I remember back when you first mentioned the loss of your wife here. my sincerest condolences, probably again, but fuck it...
I've heard slipknot before. great lyrics. I would've liked it better 40 years ago, but now it uh, kind of wears me out. maybe after a triple espresso ...
been thru the depression thing myself with a divorce, career change, and bad car wreck, all in the same month. it took me 2 years to power thru it, but I did it on my own, after tagging all the usual bases. the experience made me a lot more resilient. now nothing bothers me, I'm a problem solver. meaning at my age, if somebody is a problem, I'll fucking solve it...
holy shit. is that a picture of a motorcycle shop or your garage?
Motorcycle shop, but that is the bike I ended up buying later that day.
I think I remember now where I first saw this picture of your dear wife and this bike! It was on an article (can't remember its title), but the context was you wanted to go very, very, fast! Daredevil-style. And, some of us was cautioning you (while encouraging you to be you too) about how we don't heal as readily when we get old(er)!
Hmmm?
I'm so sorry for the loss of the love of your life. Depression is hard to manage even with medication.
My daughter is a fan of SlipKnot. We will probably listen to some of it when we go to Florida next month. I bought a new Escape so she and I will take turns driving while Mr G gets drunk in the back seat.
HA!
Tried that once, so much puke...it was bad.
Please don't jinx this for me....lol
He actually holds his beer well
Custer.... is an anti war protest song....
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Lyrics...
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Da, dat-dat-da, dat-dat-da-da-da
For encroaching on the purpose of this commercial-free interruption
Due to the prolific nature of this statement
Listener aggression is advised
I think about just how petty you are
And it blows my fucking mind
Yeah, it blows my fucking mind
These days, I never seem to get enough
I'm tired of this shit, I want to go home
Don't waste my fucking time
Don't waste my fucking time
Because anything exceptional
Gets crushed by common people
With jealousy and ignorance
And all their common evils
This planet isn't special
Collections made of clay
I'm waiting for the punishment
I know is on my way
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
It's secondhand, but you know me
The son of a bitch is on his knees
The last man standing gets no pity
"You form a line to formalize the former lies"
And I finally saw the truth
Something so profound, and it was sitting there
Surrounded by the garbage and the stains
Another victim of the refuse
Now I've been saying this for years
But you don't comprehend it
I fight hell and I fight fear
Because I understand it
Androgyny and insults
You try so hard to be difficult
You want to win the war?
Know what you're fighting for
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
It's secondhand, but you know me
The son of a bitch is on his knees
The last man standing gets no pity
With the angel eyes and demon seeds
You're missing what you really need
When all is said and done, you'll see
The last man standing gets no pity
(No pity)
(No pity)
(No pity)
(No pity)
(No pity)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
I will post more tomorrow.
I am waiting for Taylor to give permission to post a link to her site.
I took a quick look at her site. Interesting-- she does "Ketamine assisted therapy". I'm amazed at how psychedelic assisted therapy has taken off.
She helped me a lot, no meds at all.
It seems she uses a larger variety of different approaches (as appropriates for each client).
Okay! Now that was. . . therapeutic. . . and refreshing. . . and I can see the artistry and the guitarmanship, oh, the drumming! Now, I am wondering what the hell too?! I have never seen anything that sounds so lyrically and musical in its own right; and yet visually terrifying at the same time. It reminds me of what Pinhead ("Hellraiser") would same about how much pleasure there is in exquisite pain!
They really are next level musicians.
I am so sorry for the loss of your dear wife. I have seen that picture of her before on NT. . . and it is surely fine that you post it as often as you have a desire to do so. What a blessing to have been with someone for so long a time.
Once upon a time, newly here, I had a 'cathartic' moment where I shared my soul over the loss of the love of my life. . . the only love who ever truly allowed me to laugh with him. . .it was a deep, deep, dive that I went on with that. . . here. We were not together for very long. . .but, for us, we made 'promises' that went to the bone.
Please tell us something about the top-most picture, is it personal?
I am not a fan of that kind of music so I cant contribute anything in that sense, but your story about your wife and how music helped you deal with it is moving.
Left Behind is a song about suicide...
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Find me wrapped in glass and slowly soaked in lime
All my friends have pictures made to make you cry
I've seen this and wondered what I've done to
Calcify
(I come toward you)
We all got left behind, we let it all slip away
(I come toward you)
We all got left behind, we let it all slip away
I don't even try it, you had be a liar just to infiltrate me
I'm still drowning
(I come toward you)
We all got left behind, we let it all slip away
(I come toward you)
We all got left behind, we let it all slip away
Take this away
I can feel it on my mouth
I can taste you on my fingers
I can hear you like the holy ghost
And kill you if you get too close
(I come toward you)
We all got left behind, we let it all slip away
(I come toward you)
We all got left behind, we let it all slip away
We let it all slip away
We let it all slip away
We let it all slip away
We let it all slip away
We let it all slip away
We let it all slip away (slip away, slip away, slip away, slip away, slip away)
I actually get this! For me, the closest I have ever gotten to this kind of 'tortured' singing is Tears For Fears' "SHOUT! (Let it all out)," but this does have redeemable value in its lyrics, musicality, and even in its visual horrificity. . .again, I am reminded that the movie 'Hellraiser" exists as a series of movies (later becoming more 'campy' as ideas ran out). . . .
Still, Hellraiser series scratched an 'itch' in the human psyche. And it make millions of us. . . 'Look.'
They get asked a lot why they wear masks. The reason is that in the beginning, they wanted people to focus on their music, now it's more just a part of the act.