Have a Nice Life – “Burial Society”

“Burial Society” teeters on the brink of life and death.  The narrator ponders both physical and metaphysical existence, graphically detailing his own suicide (“cut my wrists, slit my throat, take this body and string it up”),  while also watching his death from the spiritual plane  (“project myself into the air, and float in a weightless night”).  Set to a sinister beat, the echoed verses and distant/muted shouting makes it feel like it’s being recorded in a tomb, and there’s an obvious emotional intensity that simply can’t be feigned as he screams, “and I’ll never know what you said, because I’ll be fucking dead by then.”  It’s honestly one of the most frightening and fucked up things I’ve heard.  Have a Nice Life use this song to project a relentlessly haunting aura; this dark chasm of the human mind that’s been opened.  It’s not a song I revisit often because it’s genuinely disturbing – but every time I do, there’s no denying its place as one of the best tracks of the decade.  It’s as amazingly conceived and performed as it is unnerving – a glimpse into the thoughts of a suicidal man.  It isn’t real, but it feels real…

Read more from this decade at my homepage for Sowing’s Songs of the Decade.

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