Bedhead was a slowcore band from Dallas, Texas active in the 1990s (1991-19… Read Full Bio ↴Bedhead was a slowcore band from Dallas, Texas active in the 1990s (1991-1998). Their first album, WhatFunLifeWas, is often cited on critics' lists as one of the best indie albums of the 1990s. Bedhead's music was generally subdued, with a polyphonic sound based on the interlocking of single-line melodies played by three electric guitars and one electric bass guitar (often played with a capo), nearly always using clean (undistorted) tones. The group's vocals were often delivered in such a low key manner that they were quite difficult to decipher. This unusual sound was dubbed by some critics as "slo-core," referring to the slow tempos of many of the band's songs, a label to which band members objected in interviews. In reality, many of the group's songs do not remain slow and quiet throughout, instead beginning very slowly and quietly and gradually building in intensity and volume.

Rest of the Day
Bedhead Lyrics

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I'd rather not leave the bed here with you
Since there's a dead black cat scattered on my street
I'd rather stay here
Under the sheets

There was a parade outside the window with no cars
Just dead cats being pulled
By horses with blinds over their eyes
I'm sure we could see ourselves rolling in the cats

When the carts moved back and forth
Hitting the holes in the street

Overall Meaning

The song Rest of the Day by Bedhead is a reflective and contemplative piece about the overwhelming sense of despair and helplessness that life seems to bring. The opening line "I had to wake up my head first, my body had a few more minutes" sets the tone for the rest of the song. The singer seems to be struggling with the sense of apathy and futility that accompanies a world where "people are dying in almost every possible place." The imagery of the "dead black cat scattered on my street" only serves to intensify this sense of hopelessness.

In the second stanza, the singer expresses a desire to stay in the comfort of their bed, away from the realities of the world outside. The parade outside their window, with dead cats being pulled by blind horses, is a surreal and disturbing image that reinforces the futility of life. The final line "I'm sure we could see ourselves rolling in the cats when the carts moved back and forth, hitting the holes in the street" is a poignant observation on the ways in which we are all caught up in the same cycle of life and death.

Ultimately, Rest of the Day is a song about the overwhelming sense of despair that comes from feeling powerless in the face of the world's problems. It's a deeply introspective and personal piece that captures the alienation and isolation that many of us feel in the modern world.

Line by Line Meaning

I had to wake up my head first
I needed a few moments to adjust after waking up

My body had a few more minutes
I was still tired and wanted to stay in bed longer

And my throat was dying of thirst
I needed water or something to drink after waking up

Of course I should have known the morning would be this way
I was expecting to wake up feeling tired and thirsty

But there was no use ignoring
There was no point in pretending everything was okay

The rest of the day
The rest of the day was likely to be difficult or unpleasant

Since people are dying in almost every possible place
There is a lot of death and suffering in the world

I'd rather not leave the bed here with you
I feel safe and comfortable in bed with someone else

Since there's a dead black cat scattered on my street
There is a disturbing and upsetting thing outside my window

I'd rather stay here
I would rather not deal with the stress outside

Under the sheets
I prefer to stay in bed where it is warm and cozy

There was a parade outside the window with no cars
There was something unusual and disturbing happening outside

Just dead cats being pulled
Dead animals were being carried in some kind of distressing event

By horses with blinds over their eyes
The animals pulling the carts were not aware of what they were carrying

I'm sure we could see ourselves rolling in the cats
The situation outside was so strange and upsetting that it was hard to process

When the carts moved back and forth
The carts carrying the dead animals were moving strangely and unpredictably

Hitting the holes in the street
The wheels of the carts were jarring and uncertain as they moved over the uneven road

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V. Watson

5y↑1

I had to wake up my head first
My body had a few more minutes
And my throat was dying of thirst
Of course I should have known the morning would be this way
But there was no use ignoring
The rest of the day

Since people are dying in almost every possible place
I'd rather not leave the bed here with you
Since there's a dead black cat scattered on my street
I'd rather stay here
Under the sheets

There was a parade outside the window with no cars
Just dead cats being pulled
By horses with blinds over their eyes
I'm sure we could see ourselves rolling in the cats
When the carts moved back and forth
Hitting the holes in the street

All comments from YouTube:

Brian McBride

5y↑28

I really do wish Behead got more of their due. They were an outstanding band. I was lucky to go on tour with them in '95. I had the chance to watch them every night for about a month and I was always enraptured. I would find different places to be every night so I could focus on different parts of what each of the different musicians were up to. It was a true joy.