Gentry’s songs crossover many musical genres, from indie to pop, folk to jazz, ambient to classical, and Vaudeville to Americana. And his live performances run wildly from passionate heartstring pulling songs of nostalgia & love, to fiendishly outlandish sweating swilling blues-infused cabaret. Start to finish, it’s a show.
After the 2007 release of his last record “No War”, Gentry is touring solo & playing new songs from his forthcoming album, planned for 2009.
Autumn 2009, Gentry cooperated with Jesse Brewster to release his English version of a classic Dutch popsong called 'Avond', which was originally performed by famous Dutch singer-songwriter Boudewijn de Groot. The song is available as an mp3 on various downloadportals.
Everything Is So Fucked Up
Gentry Bronson Lyrics
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Everything is so fucked up
Everything is so fucked up
Everything is so fucked up
I can't play jazz and I sing off key
Can't pay the rent and my pockets are empty
The jukebox reminds me of all the songs I lose
When I'm too busy wallowing in the blues
Everything is so fucked up
Everything is so fucked up
Everything is so fucked up
Everything is so fucked up
Bitter Street is bittersweet
when even your memories are a memory
Would someone buy me another drink?
Would someone buy me another whiskey?
Everything is so fucked up
Everything is so fucked up
Everything is so fucked up
Everything is so fucked up
When someone asks "what you been doin'?"
"Nothin'" is all I can say
It's hard to do much when I'm always in pain
And scared to wake the next day
Every song already had its turn
'I Hate Music' that's Paul Westerberg
You think its fun to be thirty-one and have ambition
but not the bullets for the gun
Everything is so fucked up
Everything is so fucked up
Everything is so fucked up
My fingers just ran out of luck
The lyrics to Gentry Bronson's song "Everything Is So Fucked Up" portray a sense of despair, frustration, and defeat in the face of life's struggles. The repetition of the phrase "Everything is so fucked up" emphasizes the overwhelming feeling of chaos and hopelessness. The singer expresses his limitations and failures, highlighting his inability to play jazz, sing on key, or fulfill basic financial responsibilities. The mention of the jukebox serves as a reminder of lost opportunities and the inability to appreciate music due to being consumed by the blues.
The song reflects a bitter reflection on life, with the mention of Bitter Street being bittersweet, implying that even memories hold a tinge of bitterness. The singer yearns for someone to buy him a drink, perhaps seeking solace or a temporary escape from reality. The lyrics further convey a sense of stagnancy, as the singer admits to doing nothing and being unable to accomplish much due to pain and fear. The reference to Paul Westerberg's song "I Hate Music" and the line "You think it's fun to be thirty-one and have ambition but not the bullets for the gun" suggests a struggle with age, ambition, and the lack of resources to pursue dreams.
Line by Line Meaning
Everything is so fucked up
The world is in a state of chaos and disorder
I can't play jazz and I sing off key
I lack musical talent and my singing is out of tune
Can't pay the rent and my pockets are empty
I am unable to afford my living expenses and I have no money
The jukebox reminds me of all the songs I lose
The jukebox serves as a reminder of the lost opportunities and missed experiences
When I'm too busy wallowing in the blues
Instead of moving forward, I often find myself trapped in sadness and despair
Bitter Street is bittersweet
The place I reside in has both positive and negative aspects
when even your memories are a memory
Even the recollection of past events has become distant and faded
Would someone buy me another drink?
I am seeking solace and comfort in alcohol
Would someone buy me another whiskey?
I specifically desire whiskey as a means to cope with my troubles
When someone asks 'what you been doin'?'
When questioned about my recent activities
'Nothin'' is all I can say
I am unable to provide a meaningful response as my life lacks purpose or achievement
It's hard to do much when I'm always in pain
My constant suffering hinders my ability to accomplish tasks or engage in activities
And scared to wake the next day
I approach each new day with fear and anxiety, unsure of what it may bring
Every song already had its turn
All opportunities or chances have been exhausted or wasted
'I Hate Music' that's Paul Westerberg
The song titled 'I Hate Music' by Paul Westerberg resonates with me
You think its fun to be thirty-one and have ambition
Others may perceive being thirty-one with aspirations as exciting or enjoyable
but not the bullets for the gun
However, I lack the necessary means or resources to achieve my ambitions
My fingers just ran out of luck
I have lost the ability or opportunity to succeed or make progress
Lyrics © Gentry Bronson Music
Written by: Gentry Bronson
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