I am spinning in a vortex of Nine Inch Nails madness.
If you've been to The NIN Hotline lately, you know that someone from the set of the new Nine Inch Nails' video for their soon-to-be-released single The Hand That Feeds stole a poorly recorded copy of the song and leaked it to radio stations. Naturally, Trent is livid, but despite agreeing with his outrage, hell, the cat's out of the bag. I may as well listen to it.
It's so danceable!!! I'm involuntarily shouting "OOP OOP! OOP OOP!" and jumping like a raver during the synth solo. On first listen, it sounded a lot like British altrock to me, but after a few (dozen) repeats, I've decided it's definitely Nine Inch Nails taking a wonderful pop-oriented new direction.
I want to get completely wasted and dance my arse off to this song. It's been so long since I've been clubbing :(
It's also very political. Lyrics from the horse's mouth:
you're keeping in step
in the line
got your chin held high and you feel just fine
because you do
what you're told
but inside your heart it is black and it's hollow and it's cold
just how deep do you believe?
will you bite the hand that feeds?
will you chew until it bleeds?
can you get up off your knees?
are you brave enough to see?
do you want to change it?
what if this whole crusade's
and behind it all there's a price to be paid
for the blood
on which we dine
justified in the name of the holy and the divine
to keep holding on to what I want to believe
i can see
but i keep holding on and on and on and on
will you bite the hand that feeds you?
will you stay down on your knees?
My quick-off-the-mark analysis here.
And you know something weird? The vocals at end of the song remind me of Sting or Dire Straits or something.
I like it.
Which is lucky, because Matt and I are going to COACHELLA! I am in eternal debt to Clark, who is taking over my class assistant duties at Popcorn Hat for a day so I can skip town with my neglected husband and see the band that brought us together. (BLEUGH! Sorry, cheesiness made me gag. Mmmm, delightful taste of phlegm.) I can't wait to see NIN, but for this gig I'm more excited about meeting up with internet friends, many of whom I've never seen in the flesh before. Matt hasn't caught NIN live at a giant festival, but I went to the Big Day Out in 2000. I'm saving all my ningasms for their venue tour later this year.
ARGH, we have The Hand that Feeds on repeat, and I just heard the synth solo again. WHERE ARE PILLS!? I WANT PILLS!@!!!!