Along with King, who hails from Michigan, the band includes two Californians, guitarist Cake and bassist Dave 'D-Dubs' Wadsworth, who hooked up while Cake was producing tracks for Wadsworth's former band, Dimestore Hoods. King, 'fresh off the boat' from the Midwest, met his band mates in 1996 at a rehearsal studio in Los Angeles. Even Rude's drummer, Ric Roccapriore is a native of New England who joined the band almost immediately after arriving in L.A. in the fall of 1999.
The band has been embraced by the extreme sports community, having played live at both the X-Games and the Gravity Games. Even Rude's songs have been featured on the Gravity Games Summer Two Thrills and Spills video, Board Wild on the Surf channel, Blue Torch on Fox Sports and the Extreme Freestyle Moto-X Challenge. TV, videos and the Internet are all bringing the band's grinding, crunching, grooved-based alternative rock called 'bump' to fans across the nation.
Precious One
Even Rude Lyrics
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You're in bed with a gun, waiting on Heaven to save you.
I only walked half a mile before I changed my mind.
It was a soft shoe groove of the unspoken kind.
You know you can....
Slap me, ask me, right or wrong.
Hate me, shake me, right or wrong.
You're the precious one I want.
It's the cooling breeze that put you down on your cheek.
And in the feather bed you know she's headed for the waterfall.
Kiss me with your hands. I saw a flaw in your plan.
It's a sea-saw battle, but we rattled some cages.
You know you can
see
I'm not the man that I never wanted to be but
I'm something just as bad that I never thought you'd see.
When I found you out, I put you back on the street,
But it's not the girl...
You know you can
see
I know your messed up mind. I know you're dreaming of the suicide.
You're in bed with a gun, waiting on Heaven to save you.
Who's the deciding vote? I'm watching you through a window.
I got a four letter word, I'm gonna give you for free.
The lyrics to Even Rude's song Precious One are riddled with complexity and multiple interpretations. The first verse is a haunting depiction of someone struggling with mental illness and suicidal thoughts. The singer seems to have an intimate understanding of this person's struggles and desperation, perhaps even being a close friend or family member. The line "You're in bed with a gun, waiting on Heaven to save you" is particularly poignant, as it suggests that the person has lost faith in the world and is relying on a divine intervention to save them. The singer's hesitation in the second half of the verse, where he changes his mind after only walking half a mile, may suggest that he is unsure of how to proceed in the face of such overwhelming pain and vulnerability.
The second verse is just as complex, with references to temptation, betrayal, and redemption. The line "You're the precious one I want" is particularly interesting, as it could be interpreted in multiple ways. It could be seen as an expression of love and devotion, or a twisted obsession with a person who is too broken to reciprocate those feelings. The reference to a cooling breeze and a waterfall could suggest a moment of serenity before a fall, or it could be a metaphor for the turmoil that lies beneath the surface. The singer seems to be struggling with his own demons in the second half of the verse, admitting that he is not the man he wanted to be and that he has done something just as bad as the person he is judging.
The final verse is perhaps the most cryptic of all, with references to a deciding vote, a window, and a four letter word that will be given for free. It's difficult to say exactly what the singer is referring to, but it could be seen as a plea for the person to hold on and fight through their pain, or a warning that the world is full of people who will take advantage of those who are vulnerable. Overall, the lyrics to Precious One are a powerful and thought-provoking exploration of mental illness, desperation, and human connection.
Line by Line Meaning
I know your messed up mind. I know you're dreaming of the suicide.
I understand that you are struggling with your thoughts and imagining hurting yourself.
You're in bed with a gun, waiting on Heaven to save you.
You are feeling helpless and contemplating suicide, hoping for a divine intervention.
I only walked half a mile before I changed my mind.
I didn't go too far before I realized I made a mistake.
It was a soft shoe groove of the unspoken kind.
It was an informal way of moving or acting without saying anything.
Slap me, ask me, right or wrong.
You're the precious one I want.
Hate me, shake me, right or wrong.
You're the precious one I want.
Whether I make mistakes and you have to correct me, or you feel angry or upset with me, you are still the most important thing to me in this world.
It's the cooling breeze that put you down on your cheek.
And in the feather bed you know she's headed for the waterfall.
Kiss me with your hands. I saw a flaw in your plan.
It's a sea-saw battle, but we rattled some cages.
The gentle wind made you close your eyes, and you realized someone you love is headed for a devastating event. When we kissed passionately, I noticed something that could go wrong. It is like a back-and-forth fight, but we managed to create an impact.
I know you can...
I have faith in your abilities...
see
...to understand what I am saying
I'm not the man that I never wanted to be but
I'm something just as bad that I never thought you'd see.
I'm not who I hoped to become, but I am someone worse than I ever imagined, whom I never expected you to witness.
When I found you out, I put you back on the street,
But it's not the girl...
When I uncovered your secret, I left you alone, but it's not your fault...
You know you can...
You are capable of...
see
...perceiving the truth.
Who's the deciding vote? I'm watching you through a window.
I got a four letter word, I'm gonna give you for free.
Who will make the final decision? I'm observing you from a distance. I have a piece of advice for you that is only four letters long, and I will give it to you for nothing.
Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Written by: CHRISTOPHER WARREN KING, DAVID JOSEPH WADSWORTH, KEITH R KAPLAN
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sk8125
Fuck yeah! I used to see these guys play at Sacred Grounds in Pedro all the time. I always hoped they were gonna make it big. They had major talent and stage presence.