Album Rating: 3.5
well, that's an interesting question. firstly is the basic proposition - perhaps brandon is asking us to consider the possibility that they are two entirely different entities - human and dancer as mutually exclusive beings. this, if true, then raises the further question of which category he would fall into - now given the idealistic content and tone, my instincts swing toward 'dancer', but then he cleverly subverts my expectations by mentioning in the line before 'and i'm on my knees' - to me this clearly disqualifies him from the dancing category as there are a strictly limited number of moves that can be performed in this position.
On the other hand, he may (auteur and poet that he is) be cleverly using something known as a 'metaphor'. now, when i first considered this it went way over my head, which is natural when listening to such intellectually probing music, but it began to make more sense as i engaged my feeble (by comparison) mind - the real question here is whether we choose the 'human' path of conformity, or the free, questing, spiritual path - the 'dancer' if you will. In a veritable coup of prosaic genius, Brandon has used one of our most uninhibited activities as a surrogate for freedom. Even more perceptively, he is perhaps hinting at the power of music to set us free - a gateway drug, as it were, to true transcendence, as encapsulated in that particular line.
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Album Rating: 3.5
apologies for my brevity - i feel that words simply cannot do justice to the voltaire-like levels of thought contained within the song.
i believe in 100 years time, when we talk about the greats of philosophy, we will be talking about hume, kant, russel, flowers et al.
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