Krening Lyrical and Musical Interpretations The Experiment 5 Songs 10 People How do you feel when reading the lyrics How do you feel while listening to the music Every Single Night Fiona Apple ID: 528529
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Jake Krening
Lyrical and Musical InterpretationsSlide2
The Experiment
5 Songs
10 People
How do you feel when reading the lyrics?
How do you feel while listening to the music?Slide3
Every Single Night – Fiona Apple
Every single night
I endure the flight
Of little wings of white-flamed
Butterflies in my brain
These ideas of minePercolate the mindTrickle down the spineSwarm the belly, swelling to a blazeThat's when the pain comes inLike a second skeletonTrying to fit beneath the skinI can't fit the feelings inEvery single night's alight with my brainWhat'd I say to herWhy'd I say it to herWhat does she think of meThat I'm not what I ought to beThat I'm what I try not to beIt's got to be somebody else's faultI can't get caughtIf what I am is what I am, cause I does what I doesThen brother, get back, cause my breast's gonna bust openThe rib is the shell and the heart is the yolk andI just made a meal for us both to choke onEvery single night's a fight with my brain
Feat: Unconventional vocal melodies, piano-vocal interplay, chordal piano playingSlide4
Response:
Lyrics:
“Kind of creepy”
Most noted odd grammar
Nearly all unsure of genre
Music:Some found vocals oddOthers found it naturalMost felt like the song had a lot of “space”Most said by the end of the song they felt either tired or sadSlide5
Necropolis – The Black Dahlia Murder
Father I know that you've witnessed a darkness in me
Twas
spawned in shadows of the old
gallow's
treeI'm but a sad depraved reflection of our inhumanityThe warped exaggeration of the lost and darkest of dreamsBring forth a wrath of cleansing fireHere now in mankind's bleakest hourBorn of a casket I'm the heir to a corpseI've eyes that see maggots through the thin flesh they boreI shall bloody my hands til the last breath be torn from meSo blindly we walk the winds of these plag’ed streetsDead the once feeling part of meO lord divine please break this silenceDestroy your race of faceless liarsAt the edge of existenceWe the clays of intention have ripened in your imageAh the binds of traditionYour archaic deception numbs our empty beingsCity that stands on a million gravesIn a world full of hatred to fear enslavedCountless the dead slaughtered in your name
Not a utter of your voice have you once repaid
Feat: Very heavily distorted guitars, guttural screaming, blast-beat drumming…Slide6
Response:
Lyrics:
Everyone identified as death metal
Some said lyrics were rhythmic
A few were appalled at depictions of gore
Felt the lyrics was angryMusic:A few said it was suffocating“Felt oppressive”“Ridiculous”One person felt the guitar solo “cleared up the song”Everyone felt the vocals were unintelligibleHowever, most did say the vocals felt rhythmicSlide7
CHVRCHES - Gun
You had better run from me
with everything you own
cause I am
gonna
come for youwith all that I haveI am gonna break you downto tiny, tiny partsI never believed, but I see it nowI'm learning your lesson, Im learning your lessonDid it make you feel so cleverdid you wear it on your sleevedid you see another picturewhere I was not a part so far entwinedthere is no other waynever run fartake a good swing at meand everything is evenso finally, we agreeno place for promises hereyou better run, you better run soHide, hide, I have burned your bridgesI will be a gunand it's you I'll come forI, I, have never felt so easyI will be a gun, and it's you I'll come forFeat: Heavy synthesizer usage, female vocalist, lyrical repetitionSlide8
Response:
Lyrics:
Many identified with hostility
A few people felt uneasy, otherwise inconsistent answers
Music
:Two people danced or bobbed their headsMost felt the music was happyMost who did ignored the lyricsSlide9
Gorgeous – Kanye West
Ain't
no question if I want it, I need it
I can feel it slowly drifting away from me
I'm on the edge, so why you playing? I'm saying
I will never ever let you live this down, down, downNot for nothing I've forseen it, I dream itI can feel it slowly dripping away from meNo more chances if you blow this, you bogusI will never ever let you live this down, down, downPenitentiary chances, the devil dancesand eventually answers to the call of Autumnall of them fallin' for the love of ballin'got caught with 30 rocks, the cop look like Alec Baldwininter century anthems based off inner city tantrumsbased off the way we was brandedface it, Jerome get more time than Brandonand at the airport they check all through my bag and tell me that it's randombut we stay winning, this week has been a bad massageI need a happy ending and a new beginningand a new fitted and some job opportunities thats lucrativeThis the real world, homie, school finished
they done stole your dreams, you dunno who did itI treat the cash the way the government treats AIDS
I won't be satisfied
til
all my niggas get it, get it?
Feat: Vocal interplay, repetition of a distorted guitar sequence, synthesizers…Slide10
Response:
Lyrics:
Everyone guessed it was “rap”
Two recognized it
Most felt the writer was either passionate or very emotional
Music:A few found the guitar repetitiveMost listened to the lyrics with less of a focus on the melodySlide11
Said the King to the River – La Dispute
Up
,
M'Lady
--Pack your things, this place is not your home.
Nor was it ever, sever every tie, tonight we ride. Tonight we ride.And how we've trembled at the way that time's assembled little fires of desire in the tundra of our skin.So, do yourself a little favor, savor every time you waver for that shaking in my voice was only slyly feigned chagrin. Tonight we ride.Oh, Lover, uncover. I know it's warm beneath your sheets and there is ice along the streets but listen—Lover, we will recover. But we've no time to waste with meddling in affairs we've locked so tightly in our dreams. We are not clean, we are not pure, we can not rest until we're sure. So, rob your pretty little eyes of sleep's disguise. I'm at your bedside with a bucket full of lies. So, clear your ears and listen---Up, M'Lady--Pack your things, this place is not your home.But I know what is.And to the glorious past:You've opened my window but broken the glass. And I beseech thee, 'shed thy beauty.'For as a child leaves the womb and learns the cold, you have taught us perils in the present,
and you will bring us peril in our surely-soon-to-be. Unless…
Feat: Distorted guitars, screaming, yelling, strained vocals, rapid changes from playing softly to loudly…Slide12
Response:
Lyrics:
Most people were unsure of what genre it could be
A few said it was poetic
A few said it was “wordy”
“The writer felt rejected”Music:A few people were shocked by the guitars and their toneMost did not dislike the voice, but few enjoyed the vocalsMost said their emotions fluctuated, passionate aggressionOne person likened the vocals to crying