Can I get a link to this interview, and I'll get either Shadow or my girlfriend to translate it? I need to see what Bruce says on this subject.
stannar_kvar said:All religions being there for the same reason/god and leaving the humanity on it's own.
LooseCannon said:I think 'Arry is a Christian too. Like I said…I think H put the "NML" riff into Isle of Avalon on purpose, to juxtapose the two songs. It's a hint to people like us who listen for that sort of thing. Otherwise..what's the bloody purpose of H writing in a riff that 'Arry wrote 7 years ago?
LooseCannon said:I'd agree with you…but…well I'll explain when I post my review of that song.
I didn't particularly care for this song the first time through The Final Frontier. It was muted in places, and the music didn't click. What I could make out of Bruce's lyrics were, at best, jumbled. The chorus felt catchy, though, and I gave it another few chances as I went through. Finally, the lyrics were put together, and when this song connected to me, I felt like a baseball flying towards a batter's box manned by Babe Ruth: it's a home run.
Or a free kick taken by '90s Beckham from 50' for you Euros.
I've long since accepted that it's very rare that a singer shares my particular world view on religion; the only one I'm aware of who's of any sort of fame is Dio, and it's one of the reasons I treasure songs of his like "Heaven & Hell". That particular track expresses exactly how I feel about the subject of religion. "Starblind" mirrors that song. As always, the music isn't my part of the song to comment on, and I'll be tackling what could very well be Bruce's best lyrics of all time.
We must remember Bruce is a master storyteller, and here he is establishing the premise of the story he's going to spin. Someone is ready to die; they're weary of their body and prepared to pass on. The first few passages are laced with heavy metaphor; it's only by analyzing the end of the song that we can realize what Bruce is exactly talking about. The storyteller wants us to see the world through his experiences; he wants us to "take my eyes". However, he then establishes that this person isn't exactly one person, but anyone. They "have no mortal face".
What is it when we shed our skins and pass into the void? Again, it's a discussion of death. However, we have to juxtapose with the first paragraph. Now, we are being promised to dance amongst the stars (a similar interpretation to heaven, and of course, other religious systems). Bruce reminds us that we are trapped in a "carbon spider's web" - an analogy for life on planet Earth, filled with carbon-based life that needs oxygen to survive. Of course, only a few hundred individuals have ever escaped Earth, and none permanently (save those brave souls who died in space). This analogy is probably intentional based on the name of the album, which was known to all when they started writing. However, Bruce is bringing the listener back to reality: the solar winds whisper with the sirens of the dead. He's giving us a nice little promise: an eternal dance amongst the heavens, but the dead are warning us about this particular fantasy: raising the sirens.
We've given the trust of our eternity to elders - those who run the various churches and temples throughout the world, people who are meant to satisfy our desire for eternity, and answer that all present question of what occurs after death. However, Damocles's sword dangles over that promise, as it's only time until we all realize that the promises are empty. The freedoms offered by the jailers mean religious thought; the false hopes offered by priests inside their box of closed thought. And when you walk away from those freedoms (the idea that your sins can be forgiven with 50 Hail Marys), you step into the light.
Perhaps this would make more sense if it went "Starblind - with Son". The concept of an afterlife is blinding, but really, it's all the same, a promise to bring an end to the eternal darkness of death.
It's all the same when we die. Religion's cruel device (the promise of heaven) vanishes. You, I, our families and friends and loved ones will experience the same feelings. We'll be very alone in those last seconds, as we can no longer move, breathe, and do anything but wait those agonizing seconds for the end. Of course, the preacher who told Christ's promises loses face when at the end of his life he's revealed as a liar; and of course, not even the bonds of marriage can transcend death.
Sin, of course, is all but eternal, and we're lying to ourselves if we think we can escape it through worshipping a holy book. The crucible of pain Bruce refers to is nothing more than life itself; life is short and miserable, according to some, but it's all we have. And as Bruce reminds us, you have two choices: a life to live, or a life to lose. Living your life means not worrying about the promise of a religion, but instead, choosing your own morals, rather than those from a Bronze Age text. The life that you have left to lose is the life spent in the devotion of a being that doesn't exist; Sundays in church, moneys on tithes, and in extreme cases, your life on a bus in Tel Aviv or Baghdad with a bomb strapped to your chest. You have everything to gain by living a life free of religion.
We are reminded that not all eternal promises are good. 72 virgins supposedly await those who die in the service of jihad; those damned souls who end their lives early, needlessly, are searching for an unrequited reward in paradise. Those of us who have rejected the promises of religion cringe sometimes when others waste their lives on what we consider pointless beliefs. And now Bruce makes the meaning of "startripping" known: those of us who choose to rage against the night, live in laughter, and be ready to fight the end of our lives and existence, rather than embrace the end of life in false comfort.
The speaker is encouraging those who listen to choose a life path; one that involves religion and another that doesn't. He's had a lifetime of experience, and he wants you to see life through his eyes. He reminds you that your God knows you better than you believe, because that God is a figment of your imagination, and that whatever reward you were promised, you will instead be rotting in your forever final resting place, deceived for a timeless eternity.
Again, the narrator is begging us to look at the choices he's offered. Our lives are short and we have precious few hours to us, even if we believe we have a long life ahead of us. The moon glow, of course, is a reminder that the night quickly approaches the narrator; that he is soon to die. He then reminds us that our "past and future all the same" - death is as not being born was. Unknown. Empty. Nothingness. We don't exist after we die just as we didn't exist before we were born. And, of course, "it cannot be bought" - the afterlife can't be purchased for all the tithes in the world.
Bruce has put together a beautiful and poignant discussion on what it is like to see the world from a certain philosophical viewpoint, specifically, religiouslessness. And for someone like me, who shares that worldview, the song is utterly touching. It hurts, day in and day out, to see the little veils people wear to make themselves believe that their life has more meaning than it does. People who believe they are special without trying to be special. And of course, the nutjobs who pray to Christ after murdering and raping and believe their sins are gone and they'll be rewarded in heaven; people who blow themselves up or fly into buildings for Allah; people who kill doctors or murder their "possessed" children.
Please…stop.
Robert Heinlein said:The most ridiculous concept ever perpetrated by Homo Sapiens is that the Lord God of Creation, Shaper and Ruler of the Universes, wants the sacharrine adoration of his creations, that he can be persuaded by their prayers, and becomes petulant if he does not recieve this flattery. Yet this ridiculous notion, without one real shred of evidence to bolster it, has gone on to found one of the oldest, largest and least productive industries in history.
Benjamin Disraeli said:Where knowledge ends, religion begins.
Take my eyes the things I've seen in this world coming to an end
My reflection fades, I'm weary of these earthly bones and skin
You may pass through me and leave no trace, I have no mortal face
Solar winds are whispering, you may hear me call
We can shed our skins and swim into the darkened void beyond
We will dance among the world that orbit stars that aren't our sun
All the oxygen that trapped us in a carbon spider's web
Solar winds are whispering, you may hear the sirens of the dead
Left the elders to their parley meant to satisfy our lust
Leaving Damocles still hanging over all their promised trust
Walk away from freedoms offered by their jailers in their cage
Step into the light startripping over mortals in their rage
Starblind - with sun
The stars are one
We are the light that brings the end of night
Starblind - with sun
The stars are one
We are, with the Goddess of the sun tonight
The preacher loses face with Christ
Religion's cruel device is gone
Empty flesh and hallowed bones
Make pacts of love but die alone
The crucible of pain will forge
The blinds of sin, begin again
You are free to choose a life to live
Or one that's left to lose
Virgins in the teeth of God are meat and drink to feed the damned
You may pass through me and I will feel the life that you live less
Step into my light startripping, we will rage against the night
Walk away from comfort offered by your citizens of death
Take my eyes for what I've seen
I will give my sight to you
You are free to choose whatever
Life to live or life to lose
Whatever God, you know
He knows you, better than you believe
In your once and future grave
You'll fall endlessly deceived
Look into our face reflected in the moon glow in your eyes
Remember you can choose to look but not to see and waste your hours
You believe you have the time but I tell you your time is short
See your past and future all the same and it cannot be bought
LooseCannon said:Bruce has put together a beautiful and poignant discussion on what it is like to see the world from a certain philosophical viewpoint, specifically, religiouslessness. And for someone like me, who shares that worldview, the song is utterly touching. It hurts, day in and day out, to see the little veils people wear to make themselves believe that their life has more meaning than it does. People who believe they are special without trying to be special. And of course, the nutjobs who pray to Christ after murdering and raping and believe their sins are gone and they'll be rewarded in heaven; people who blow themselves up or fly into buildings for Allah; people who kill doctors or murder their "possessed" children.
Please…stop.