Good Morning, Hypocrite

Electric President : Good Morning, Hypocrite
"But if there's one thing I know, it's that I never really know enough."





LYRICS:
Seems like the roads stretch out like veins, but there's no heart. 
Nature's haircut is concrete now, and we played our part.
So we sing


I've lost my taste for modern things. They're not for me. 
I want mundane: a quiet place, where time is free,
And I can sing


Crawled from my bed, to collect the thoughts that'd fallen from my head,
And you watched me sink, through the carpet, through the basement, and beyond. 
And you didn't blink. 


On the glass, I traced the sun with my thumb. It sank into the ground. 
And then the stars were blinking, like kids who were staring into the wind. 
So I climbed through the window and walked until I lost my name.
Now I can play the victim. It's fine. I've seen it on TV. 
But if there's one thing I know, it's that I never really know enough. 


Our heads, our hands, our brains, our lungs: they're just machines. 
These hearts are all that we've got left, and they don't beat. 


Live a little, talk a lot; it's the way this goes. 
I've come to fear the little knives beneath their well-pressed clothes. 
Their arms are reaching; reach is spreading through the neon glow.
Their mouths are moving, but their voices sound like telephones. 
The traffic hums; the traffic grumbles near my old window.
The street lights flicker; glow and hover like suspended snow. 
I used to watch the moon retreat and wonder where it goes.
Now I just wonder why my head is overrun with ghosts 






I don’t even know where to begin with this song. The noises, the lyrics, the transitions--it’s beautiful. Electric President finds a way to make us feel guilty for turning Mother Nature into a folk tale. Our generation knows how to become one with man-made creations like cell phones, televisions, etc. But when it comes to becoming one with the roots of this place, the dirt, water, forests, creatures, we laugh and wonder if the person asking us to do so is on Shrooms. 


“Seems like the roads stretch out like veins, but there’s no heart. Nature’s haircut is concrete now, and we played our part.” Am I saying I want to live in a world without technology? No. Am I saying we should be more aware of the energy life cycle all around us from this planet we’re on? Yes. Who are we to piss on this world? It doesn’t need us - we need it. Point blank. Let’s just knock down every living thing there is left out there to build more pointless buildings that will just go into foreclosure soon. Humans do rule this planet, but I just wish we’d take things into consideration before we all get this God-like persona.  Truly, I really am going to hate the day when rain forests, wild life preservations, etc. are all a long lost dream. We NEED them. We do not need buildings. Stone and brick have no value to our health.


“Crawled from my bed, to collect the thoughts that'd fallen from my head, and you watched me sink, through the carpet, through the basement, and beyond, and you didn't blink.” To me, this line is trying to portray how robotic we all have become. Tv, laptops, cells, have all made us emotionless idiots. “Our heads, our hands, our brains, our lungs: they're just machines. These hearts are all that we've got left, and they don't beat.” Again with my robot theory. 


Probably my favorite line in the song is, “So I climbed through the window and walked until I lost my name. Now I can play the victim. It's fine. I've seen it on TV.” His lyric style, combined with the pretty, weird, mismatched noises in the background, make this song incredibly unique, in my opinion. 


Now, keep in mind, I love technology. I’m a TV-holic. I probably take way too long of showers. But, at least I’m consciously aware of all of the above. I never forget that this world is not ours. It does not belong to any of us. I’m thankful for all of it’s resources. I guess I just laugh at our country and others that battle over resources EVERY SINGLE DAY. It’s like, what the hell made you think this is “yours”, are you that incredibly egocentric? Good job humans, we’re smart enough to know how to survive and build things and use resources, but slow the hell down and realize what living is about. 


This has nothing to do with being a hippie or not being a hippie. That word gets thrown around way too much from little hipsters these days. It’s just a human realizing how small you are in the big picture of things. If I were mother earth I’d probably of already killed myself by now with the way she’s been treated year after year. Thank God she’s not that suicidal I guess. 


In my defense, I come from a mother who was pretty tree huggin’ in her ways. I was always taught to appreciate nature and have “spiritual moments” with it. When I was a little girl and wanted to kill an ant just because it was chillin’ by my feet, she’d always remind me, “Genevie Marie, remember that that ant has a family too, and he’s just out looking for some food to feed his babies, let him be.” So cut me some slack for this type of thinking about the world. 


I guess to conclude, it’s nice to hear a song and be reminded of the important things in life. The generations below us (and I guess kind of ours, too) are too busy being stupified by songs sung by The Black Eyed Peas and Lil Wayne about artificial happiness found in designer belongings. 


Probably the absolute best thing about this song is the title, “Good Morning, Hypocrite.” At the end of my rant, I’m still typing on my MacBook Pro, with headphones in my ears listening to the above song, my eyes glancing back and forth from this screen and the TV screen, with my fan blowing on me, and my AT&T Inspire cell paused on Angry Birds. Good morning, hypocrite.