Fitter…Happier…More Productive...

[Smooth as Anything]

Fitter… happier… more productive
Comfortable… not drinking too much
Regular exercise at the gym 3 days a week
Getting on better with your associate employee contemporaries
At ease…Eating well…No more microwave dinners and saturated fats
A patient better driver, a safer car, baby smiling in back seat
Sleeping well… no bad dreams… no paranoia
Careful to all animals, never washing spiders down the plughole
Keep in contact with old friends, enjoy a drink now and then
Will frequently check credit at moral bank, hole in wall
Favors for favors, fond but not in love
Charity standing orders… On sundays ring road supermarket
No killing moths or putting boiling water on the ants
Car wash, also on sundays, no longer afraid of the dark or midday shadows
Nothing so ridiculously teenage and desperate… nothing so childish
At a better pace, slower and more calculated, no chance of escape
Now self-employed, concerned, but powerless
An empowered and informed member of society, pragmatism not idealism
Will not cry in public, less chance of illness, tires that grip in the wet
Shot of baby strapped in back seat, a good memory… still cries at a good film
Still kisses with saliva, no longer empty and frantic like a cat tied to a stick
That's driven into frozen winter sh1t.
The ability to laugh at weakness.
Calm
Fitter
Healthier and more productive…
A pig in a cage on antibiotics

 

[4nando]

This probably makes me a loser, but Radiohead is one of my favorite bands

 

[Byronic Hero]

Smooth... did you have a point in posting the lyrics (if you can calm that) of "Fitter Happier"? I love Radiohead but don't understand why this belongs in the HS forum.

Byronic

 

[Smooth as Anything]

Originally posted by Byronic Hero
Smooth... did you have a point in posting the lyrics (if you can calm that) of "Fitter Happier"? I love Radiohead but don't understand why this belongs in the HS forum.

Byronic

Oh... I'm sorry.

Would you like the cliffnotes?

Do you want me to write you some sparknotes for my post?

Tell me what you (open to anyone) think this post is about.

I'm curious.

 

[Byronic Hero]

Well I've always seen that song (if it is one) to be really depressing. It is obviously against the common middle-class member of society. The one with the family. The one with the nice car. The one with no ticks in his/her personality. The one who conformed.

As the clip ends the track starts making less and less sense until it ends with the "pig" comment. I don't understand the ending but assume it's the person having a breakdown.

I could be horribly wrong and Thom Yorke was just insanely stoned and wanted to write something odd though.

What do you think it means Smooth?

 

[4nando]

You people.

 

[blienk]

"A pig in a cage on antibiotics"

The last line says it all.
Pig = greed, self-indulgence, bliss as a result of ignorance.

Cage = conformity, the social constructs we obey on a daily basis.

On antibiotics = not truly living, simply moving through time and space aided by other means. Think of the beginning of American Beauty - "In less than a year from now, I'll be dead. In a way, I already am".

 

[Byronic Hero]

Originally posted by blienk
"A pig in a cage on antibiotics"

The last line says it all.
Pig = greed, self-indulgence, bliss as a result of ignorance.

Cage = conformity, the social constructs we obey on a daily basis.

On antibiotics = not truly living, simply moving through time and space aided by other means. Think of the beginning of American Beauty - "In less than a year from now, I'll be dead. In a way, I already am".

lol. Man, now I feel stupid. I always thought it was an actual pig. Makes more sense now.

 

[Brazilian_Blues_Boy]

It's an ode to social acceptance.
Someone who must have been a social outcast, and now describes how perfectly he's adopted the standards set by the media, the government and the society.

He eats "healthy food", do a lot of exercises to stay fit, do not abuse alcohol, is an "ecologist" and is worried about other people.

He also denies his childhood and his teenage years... consider them shameful times...

And what caught my attention... he emphasizes that he has emotions in his life, but these are never extreme emotions.
(Maybe because that's why he denies his early years, because when you're young the emotions are more intense... he's ashamed of it...)

He's like the Perfect American Citizen LOL!

And in the end of the song, he even shows some fight club beliefs!! ( pragmatism not idealism, The ability to laugh at weakness)
To show us that the media also wants us to be bad-a$$es too. In a sick distorted way though...

Here we have a portrait of the perfect citizen, the person that every western man should be...
The guy surely is this person, but he feels unhappy and miserable even so...

Are you trying to tells us something Smooth?
Is this your way of venting off??

Who knows?

BBB

 

[Rad]

Just belive in yourself to accomplish your legitimate goals. Like trying to fly will be a problem, but maybe believing in yourself that you can get better grades, have more self confidence, to stand up for your morals and values

 

[Zoso]

Radiohead rocks. I never really thought about the lyrics to this before...

 

[wh01987]

Originally posted by 4nando
You people.

You people?

 

[Smooth as Anything]

Now if you can tell, in the background of all these words (in the song) you can hear (looping):

This is the Panic Office, section nine-seventeen may have been hit. Activate the following procedure.

 

[Smooth as Anything]

I realize it may seem like I am trying to do something I am not, but just bare with me as you have before. Here are another two songs (for the moment) that specifically have significance to me:

I do not know the meanings to any of the lyrics I'm posting, but I know what they mean to me, and with that said -- I'd like to share them with you, and I beleive the music behind them enforces the ideas, but the words are very strong on their own.

Black then white are all I see in my infancy.
red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.
lets me see.
As below, so above and beyond, I imagine
drawn beyond the lines of reason.
Push the envelope. Watch it bend.

Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition, missing opportunities and I must
Feed my will to feel my moment drawing way outside the lines.

Black then white are all I see in my infancy.
red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.
lets me see there is so much more
and beckons me to look through to these infinite possibilities.
As below, so above and beyond, I imagine
drawn outside the lines of reason.
Push the envelope. Watch it bend.

Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition leaving all these opportunities behind.

Feed my will to feel this moment urging me to cross the line.
Reaching out to embrace the random.
Reaching out to embrace whatever may come.

I embrace my desire to
feel the rhythm, to feel connected
enough to step aside and weep like a widow
to feel inspired, to fathom the power,
to witness the beauty, to bathe in the fountain,
to swing on the spiral
of our divinity and still be a human.

With my feet upon the ground I lose myself
between the sounds and open wide to suck it in,
I feel it move across my skin.
I'm reaching up and reaching out,
I'm reaching for the random or what ever will bewilder me.
And following our will and wind we may just go where no one's been.
We'll ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no one's been.

Spiral out. Keep going, going..

I have come curiously close to the end, down
Beneath my self-indulgent pitiful hole,
Defeated, I concede and
Move closer
I may find comfort here
I may find peace within the emptiness
How pitiful

It's calling me...

And in my darkest moment, fetal and weeping
The moon tells me a secret - my confidant
As full and bright as I am
This light is not my own and
A million light reflections pass over me

Its source is bright and endless
She resuscitates the hopeless
Without her, we are lifeless satellites drifting

And as I pull my head out I am without one doubt
Don't wanna be down here feeding my narcissism.
I must crucify the ego before it's far too late
I pray the light lifts me out
Before I pine away.

So crucify the ego, before it's far too late
To leave behind this place so negative and blind and cynical,
And you will come to find that we are all one mind
Capable of all that's imagined and all conceivable.
Just let the light touch you
And let the words spill through
And let them pass right through
Bringing out our hope and reason ...
before we pine away.