It's time for a jump across the pond, over to England- Birmingham to be specific. We're going to take a bit of a vacation here for the next few posts, because i really need to profile some of the amazing rap coming out of the UK right now. I really can't say enough about The Streets. The Streets is actually just the stage name of Mike Skinner. Its important to give this song some context though. Unlike my other posts, this song needs context inside of Mike's career. This was the final track to what his last album. But, the album before that was dark and dingy; it highlighted the seedier side of celebrity life. What Mike found was that success wasn't all it was cracked up to be, and that it came with a few catches- in his case it was a cocaine and pill addiction. So, the follow-up album to that was much lighter, much more hopeful and not nearly as well as received. I guess we as consumers don't like to rejoice in someones success, but we will join someone in their sadness...
But, i've digressed from my main point. The song. This signaled a very important turn in his career; this is a turn towards the abstract. Now, my interpretation of the song isn't necessarily correct, but that doesn't mean im wrong...consequently that doesn't mean yours is either. Keep that in mind.
I'd like to look at the chorus/refrain mostly:
All these walls were never really there,
Nor the ceiling or the chair.
i'm eking weeks of peace at the beach
I see the breezes weave the trees,
These walls, you'll find, are yours and mine
Defined not by them, I
i'm in times that lie behind my eyelids,
The sunset still the rising silence,
Nor the ceiling or the chair.
i'm eking weeks of peace at the beach
I see the breezes weave the trees,
These walls, you'll find, are yours and mine
Defined not by them, I
i'm in times that lie behind my eyelids,
The sunset still the rising silence,
Mike loves Metaphor. So here we go. "These walls", are the things that hold him back, so are "the ceiling" and "the chair". They are, literally, the box. The box that he has creativly put himself in, doesn't actually exist. I think this is what he's talking about because he is much more abstract with this song, relative to hie earlier work. We have some assonance with the words "eking, weeks, peace, breeze, weave, trees", and it leaves a thin, and light feeling. The 'e' vowel isn't a heavy vowel. If you sound it with your mouth, it's very airy. He uses some very complex syntax, but he talks about how, in my opinion, nature is what brings out creativity. Is he echoing Wordsworth and Coleridge? i think so. This is supported by the music video, which i've linked you to at the top. Its a process of escaping the city, and our urban environment, and entering nature. There are countless images of nature throughout the song, and that really leads to the idea that nature is central to Mike. If you juxtapose that with walls, ceilings, and chairs, you have the image of man-made objects in direct conflict with nature. I could go into a Marxist theory here, or even draw parallels with Northrope Frye's thoughts on Man vs Nature, but i won't. I'll just mention that they are there. In my opinion the most beautiful image in this poem is "the sunset still the rising silence". You don't usually think of silence as rising. There is this idea of Buddhism that runs throughout, and not only is it supported by the images of nature, but the line: Be fiend, or friend, cause no harm but charm - the peaceful end.
I really think this song is about Skinner's coming of age. It shows maturity in it. He's growing up, and he's had to grow up- his drug addiction really hurt a lot of his life, and i think it left him feeling empty (i.e: Prangin' Out, a song i might do in the future). So here we have a man, at his most humble, and at peace with the world, celebrating this, and inviting the listener to join him.