Sunday, 22 May 2011

Day 69: I'm feeling voxish...

Back on track, so here's a great one for a lazy Sunday.



Song: I Feel Voxish
Album: Perverted By Language
Year: 1983

So this one has more than a faint stink of Joy Division to it, the bassline is twangy, the drums militaristic and the guitars paint a post-industrial landscape over it all. However, Mark's vocals are wholly original as usual, he even throws in some patented screeches at the end.

Linking the idea of the title to any kind of meaning is hard, since voxish is a word MES seems to have invented, but take its closest real counterpart, a 'vox pop' which means in broadcast and media terms, a questions asked of a variety of people, comes from the Latin vox populi which means voice of the people. There's several people who are said to have coined this phrase, but most historians tend to point to it being a popular aphorism around the time of King Charlemagne, so pretty damn old then. A rough translation of the full phrase means: And those people should not be listened to who keep saying the voice of the people is the voice of God, since the riotousness of the crowd is always very close to madness. This fits in with what I judge the song to be about, which is, being wrapped up in real life by the views and opinions of others, even when you don't want to be.

Lines like
'I feel voxish, stack-heeled Hari Krish/Those disgusting [vegan new/youth punks]/Caught my life mould, give me silenced lectures' this appears to be MES rejecting the views of others that may have been forced upon him.

There's some fantastic paranoid/revenge lines in there too 'I've been sharpenining a knife in the back room/On a brick I got from the garden/No fucker's gona push me round again' just brilliant, you can see a dishevelled man in a dodgy coat bent double over a brick with a rusty knife. It's all about the imagery.

The keyboards sound great on this one, in a similar way to the rest of this album, the myriad of sounds created over the album is amazing, the comic plink-plonk adds to the overall canyon-sized space between The Fall's serious side and their more playful endeavours.

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