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Song Lyrics #3: Motorcycle Drive By
In an effort to brush the dust off CDs I haven't heard in a while, I pulled out Third Eye Blin
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Tue, 02 Dec 2008 20:33:53 +0000
In an effort to brush the dust off CDs I haven't heard in a while, I pulled out Third Eye Blind's first album from 1997. Even though it's been 11 years, I still crank the stereo when this song comes on. The lyric at the end of the first verse always hits home.
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... And I'm sleeping on the couch when I came to visit you
That's when I knew
That I could never have you
I knew that before you did
Still I'm the one who's stupid ...
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I'm not exactly sure why, though I think it has something to do with a natural post-teen angst and a self-loathing about being "the friend" when we always wanted more. I think most people -- guys especially, but girls too -- can identify with that sort of longing. There's a twinge of sadness mixed with a twinge of satisfaction in knowing that someone has finally given words to your emotion. Like John Cusack says in High Fidelity: "Do I listen to pop music because I'm depressed, or am I depressed because I listen to pop music?"
I saw Third Eye Blind with gal-pal Kristen at the old Tampa Stadium when they opened for U2 during the ill-fated Pop Mart tour (which was a good show and album that got a bad rap ... but that's an opinion for another time). I had no idea who the band was until they launched into Semi-Charmed Life, which was getting huge at the time. They were good enough for me to get the album sometime in the weeks after the show.
And what an album. This is one of the few albums where the last three songs are as strong as the first three; and this song, stuck between The Background and God of Wine shines with its crescendo and fist-pumping anthem of "I've never been so alone alone alive alive ...!"
Anyway, Motorcycle Drive By is just another song that twists and wrings its way into the biography of life. And that's where it fits in mine. On the couch. Feeling stupid but alive.
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