IF ONE COULD TEACH THEM TO THINK IN A NEW WAY THEY WOULD ALSO LIVE DIFFERENTLY
(Message on reverse of sleeve)
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DYD Interpretation Pt 1 (To be continued)
Like 2011’s David Comes to Life, Dose Your Dreams, the fifth record from incomparable Canadian hardcore omnivores Fucked Up, is a heavily conceptual album. It is staggering in both scope and stretch.
But where David Comes to Life was the portrait of the artists as a young band, Dose Your Dreams is Fucked Up’s Ulysses. Like James Joyce’s masterwork, it’s a dense and sprawling text marked by intricate nuance and complexity. Its stream-of-consciousness narrative is so stuffed with characters and tangential ideas that it should really come with footnotes.
(Indyweek review)
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| Towers: The jumping off point of more than one story. |
FOOTNOTES # 1.
A Prologue: High Rise / Tower on Time
—Tell me, Mulligan, Stephen said quietly.
—Yes, my love?
—How long is Haines going to stay in this tower?
The doors swing open (our hero enters, the happy office worker, his time fully filled by a fulfilling job. David is not named, but his familiar presence is felt in his straightforward delivery, apparent misplaced enthusiasm and the sense his happiness is fleeting. Mircea Eliade (David's mum) suggests this might be because repetition emptied of its religious content necessarily leads to a pessimistic vision of existence.) and the smell is back, (recalling the way David perceives things in The Other Shoe: "Love the smell but I hate the taste")
One deep breath in
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| High Rise |
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