Back in 2005 a comic book came out called Fell. Written by Warren Ellis and illustrated by Ben Templesmith, the series soon won two Eisner awards. One for best continuing series, and the other for best new series. I stumbled across the first issue when it came out, and obsessed over that single issue for years until finally getting my hands on a collection of the first 8 issues. The collection, Feral City, did not disappoint. The series is one of my all time favorites even though it's never been finished.
Fast forward to recently, and I'm working on this Scarecrow music thing. After completing Blue Velvet Valentine I remembered what mattered most is being able to write with a passion. Now, I intend to delve into matters other than films and comics, but getting the ball rolling it seemed like a good idea to go with the casual passions rather than plunging into more serious depths. Of course, Fell may seem like an esoteric topic; however, I think the lyrics paint a clear enough portrait of a mad city infecting a person with insanity.
If nothing else I had a lot of fun putting this song together. If you'd like to learn more about the comic Fell, I encourage you to check out the wiki page, or better yet, pop over to your local comic shop and pick up a copy. If you like dark, twisted things you'll enjoy it. But I would encourage you to listen to the song before getting intimate with the source material. See if it reaches you without a focal point directing your impressions. Meanwhile, my best to you and yours.
Lyrics:
I can only take so much
Before the demon's touch
Gets in hands
Inspiring plans
Like
Hey ma'ma give Pops a scotch enema.
I can't ignore a single horror (x2)
Hey Mayko
Brand me
So I don't go psycho.
Even the best
die like the rest
hiding something
we'd all detest
and the mental pollution
has one solution
to avoid brain rot
a self inflicted shot
I can't ignore a single horror (x2)
Hey Mayko
Brand me
So I don't go psycho.
Light's starting to fade
I don't care how it's made
Keep sleep off me
With another death coffee
This feral city is getting more shitty
Death down by the docks
Injecting turds into Goldie locks
Getting off easy
For being crazy on BZ
I can't ignore a single horror (x2)
Hey Mayko
Brand me
So I don't go psycho.
I can't ignore a single horror
Cuz no one is nothing
If we're gonna cure...
Smoke children and the Nixon nun
When I can't deal my day is done.
It's not far to the Idiot Bar
When I can grab a chair
Try not to compare
The horrors outside
To the ones in mind
They're all the same
I'm scared to find.
I can't ignore a single horror (x2)
Hey Mayko
Brand me
So I don't go psycho.
Fast forward to recently, and I'm working on this Scarecrow music thing. After completing Blue Velvet Valentine I remembered what mattered most is being able to write with a passion. Now, I intend to delve into matters other than films and comics, but getting the ball rolling it seemed like a good idea to go with the casual passions rather than plunging into more serious depths. Of course, Fell may seem like an esoteric topic; however, I think the lyrics paint a clear enough portrait of a mad city infecting a person with insanity.
If nothing else I had a lot of fun putting this song together. If you'd like to learn more about the comic Fell, I encourage you to check out the wiki page, or better yet, pop over to your local comic shop and pick up a copy. If you like dark, twisted things you'll enjoy it. But I would encourage you to listen to the song before getting intimate with the source material. See if it reaches you without a focal point directing your impressions. Meanwhile, my best to you and yours.
Lyrics:
I can only take so much
Before the demon's touch
Gets in hands
Inspiring plans
Like
Hey ma'ma give Pops a scotch enema.
I can't ignore a single horror (x2)
Hey Mayko
Brand me
So I don't go psycho.
Even the best
die like the rest
hiding something
we'd all detest
and the mental pollution
has one solution
to avoid brain rot
a self inflicted shot
I can't ignore a single horror (x2)
Hey Mayko
Brand me
So I don't go psycho.
Light's starting to fade
I don't care how it's made
Keep sleep off me
With another death coffee
This feral city is getting more shitty
Death down by the docks
Injecting turds into Goldie locks
Getting off easy
For being crazy on BZ
I can't ignore a single horror (x2)
Hey Mayko
Brand me
So I don't go psycho.
I can't ignore a single horror
Cuz no one is nothing
If we're gonna cure...
Smoke children and the Nixon nun
When I can't deal my day is done.
It's not far to the Idiot Bar
When I can grab a chair
Try not to compare
The horrors outside
To the ones in mind
They're all the same
I'm scared to find.
I can't ignore a single horror (x2)
Hey Mayko
Brand me
So I don't go psycho.
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