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懶趴火
- Authors
- Name
- Teddy Xinyuan Chen
This post was prompted by me and made by LLMs! Because I got bored. Please do not take it too seriously :) I like publishing these before I even read the whole thing.
"I got hip high out out here. Yeah, dig it. If you think that this you wanna listen to, put on you ear goggles and you're gonna feel brand new" - 2024
The air crackles. It’s some mixture of static and heat, like the moment just before lightning splits a humid summer sky. In the middle of the sunburnt horizon, a lone figure wearing dark sunglasses, lip singing in hokkien. It’s a vision both apocalyptic and absurd, something born from a cultural fever dream—it's a glimpse of something that you can’t unsee, like it's a peek at something that's supposed to be.
What color best embodies the end times? The colors, as a whole, feel almost like those of an impressionistic painting made with toxic waste. The lyrics are then superimposed in the same sickly tones. One moment it's hot and bloody, the next cool and electrical. The result is strangely hypnotic, like staring at a desert mirage or a glitch in the matrix. I had an epiphany: this is what they mean when they say to “feel the fear and do it anyway.” To create this is to have a complete grip on every bit of self-assurance in one hand and a willingness to throw it all into the void in the other. To exist, as an artisan, in this world is to be that much, as is a way to make something out of complete disorder. If a lot of popular sounds are trying too hard to make themselves heard, to grab your attention, then the charm of this song is exactly in its opposite: it simply is. It is as certain as a hot knife cutting through butter and as free as the wind blowing over some forgotten prairie. The best thing I can say about this song is also what makes it somewhat terrifying, which is: there is no telling what these guys will do next. And what is it, that does it remind me of a Better Call Saul sky dancer?

Well, think about it: the hot desert landscape, the electric sky, and the man are all distorted, unmissable images. They have that same quality of being so unmissable, the neon colors of a sign saying “ICE CREAM” on the interstate, you can't help but find yourself wanting to drive a long while, then just do something different just to see where the road takes me. It’s what I’d call the soul of a pioneer. That’s why this music video has my head. That’s why I look at this, and I can’t unsee it.
It’s a whole world inside one band and it reminds me that I need to care to see more of those.
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I hope you find this piece helpful,
T