Still, Harvey Danger has attracted U.S. attention due to their critical praise, with the All Music Guide calling the release 'Little By Little' "a smart and compelling pop album". In contrast, the band is little known in Europe, the aforementioned issues compounded since the band focused on selling themselves in America (especially Seattle) and thus made it very difficult for fans to get albums in Europe. The original drummer, Evan Sult, moved to Chicago and now drums in the band Bound Stems. For a short-time, he was replaced by Michael Welke, formerly of the band No. 226.
As a symbol of the group's close connection to its fans, they published their last album as a free download along with other materials. In 2009, they announced on their website they've called it quits. According to them, their decision was mutual, and they felt the band has run its course. The single "Flagpole Sitta" remains popular on various radio stations as well as having notoriety from being the theme song to the popular British comedy program 'Peep Show'.
On March 6, 2016, bass player and founding member, Aaron Huffman, died of respiratory failure.
Little Round Mirrors
Harvey Danger Lyrics
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On the floor
Next to your twin-bed box-spring and mattress
The door
Is ajar
From afar
You can hear bands practicing
Dream of somebody like you
Somebody who takes what they make
Twice as seriously as they could ever hope to do
And when you dream
You dream of a day
When you find something you could love half as much
As you love all your little round mirrors
See yourself reflected in one, there's a hole in the middle
You can't seem to fill
Bring them home
Watch them go
All you know is you hope they'll hurry back
And you cry
Then you lie your frail body down
Like a penny on a railroad track
And even if they stay in touch
The past stays in the past
But every time
You crash a little bit harder than the last
And every time you crash don't you
Wanna find something you could love
Half as much as you love all your little round mirrors
See yourself reflected in one
There's a hole in the middle you can't seem to fill
A shooting star is
A little piece of
Cosmic debris desperately wanting to fall to earth
It doesn't get too far
It's not a real star
It's hardly even worth footnotes in your memoir
Shoulder to shoulder
Up on our tip-toes
Chewing our fingers
And craning our necks
Just to see
Quite the collection
Divide by section
It's just a surrogate connection leaving you all alone
On the floor next to your twin-bed box-spring and mattress
The door
Still ajar
There you are and now you're coming to stay until
You can find someone who will love you as much
As you love all your little round mirrors
Murdering your time in cold blood
There's a hole in the middle you can't seem to fill
The song "Little Round Mirrors" by Harvey Danger is a haunting and introspective exploration of loneliness and unfulfilled desires. The lyrics depict a person alone on the floor next to their bed, listening to bands practicing in the distance. The use of imagery in this verse is powerful, as it creates a sense of isolation and yearning. The singer dreams of finding someone who takes their work as seriously as they do, while envying the passion of the musicians they hear in the distance.
The chorus of the song reinforces this idea of unfulfilled longing, as the singer desperately seeks something to fill the hole in their life. The "little round mirrors" represent a surrogate connection, as the singer finds solace in their reflection but is ultimately left feeling empty. The verse about the shooting star serves as a metaphor for the singer's own feelings of insignificance and unfulfilled potential.
Overall, "Little Round Mirrors" is a poignant and introspective song that speaks to the universal human need for connection and validation. It explores the dark side of self-reflection and the pain of unfulfilled desires, making for a powerful and emotional listening experience.
Line by Line Meaning
All alone
Feeling lonely and isolated
On the floor
Physically in a vulnerable and weak position
Next to your twin-bed box-spring and mattress
Reminding the listener of their less-than-ideal living situation
The door
The way out or the opportunity for change
Is ajar
Not fully open, but slightly open enough to provide a glimpse of the outside world
From afar
Even from a distance, there is something that can be heard or perceived
You can hear bands practicing
The sound of others creating and practicing their art is a reminder of what the listener is missing or lacking
And when they dream they all
Others also have dreams and aspirations
Dream of somebody like you
The listener is desirable or admirable in the eyes of others
Somebody who takes what they make
Others desire someone who takes their craft seriously
Twice as seriously as they could ever hope to do
The listener is seen as having a level of dedication that others aspire to reach
And when you dream
The listener also has dreams and aspirations
You dream of a day
The listener dreams of a future where they find fulfillment
When you find something you could love half as much
The listener desires to find something that brings them fulfillment or joy, even if it is not as strong as the love they have for their current situation
As you love all your little round mirrors
The listener has a strong attachment to their mirrors which provide a distorted sense of self-reflection
See yourself reflected in one, there's a hole in the middle
The listener realizes the mirrors are flawed and do not provide an accurate reflection of self
You can't seem to fill
The listener is struggling to find something that will bring them the satisfaction that they are seeking
Bring them home
The listener wants to bring their mirrors home with them
Watch them go
The listener is attached to their mirrors but also wants to see them in different environments
All you know is you hope they'll hurry back
The listener is reliant on their mirrors for a sense of comfort and validation
And you cry
The listener is upset about their current situation
Then you lie your frail body down
The listener is physically exhausted or vulnerable
Like a penny on a railroad track
The listener feels like they are stuck or immovable, and at the mercy of external forces
And even if they stay in touch
Even if others remain a constant part of the listener's life
The past stays in the past
The weight of past struggles and disappointments still impact the listener
But every time
Despite the listener's best efforts
You crash a little bit harder than the last
The listener is struggling and feels like they are not making progress
And every time you crash don't you
Despite the pain, the listener is unable to give up trying
Wanna find something you could love
The listener desires fulfillment and happiness
Half as much as you love all your little round mirrors
While the listener is attached to their mirrors, they recognize the need to find something else that brings them satisfaction
Murdering your time in cold blood
The listener feels like they are wasting their time and not making progress towards their goals
There's a hole in the middle you can't seem to fill
The listener is still searching for a sense of fulfillment
A shooting star is
An example or metaphor for something fleeting and ultimately unfulfilling
A little piece of
A small and insignificant part of a larger whole
Cosmic debris desperately wanting to fall to earth
A desire or longing for something more, despite being just one small part of the universe
It doesn't get too far
Despite the desire and effort, the shooting star is unable to reach its true potential or fulfill its goal
It's not a real star
Despite the desire to be something great or significant, the shooting star is not what it aspires to be
It's hardly even worth footnotes in your memoir
The shooting star, while impressive in its own right, is ultimately not significant enough to truly impact one's life
Shoulder to shoulder
People standing together or united
Up on our tip-toes
Straining to see or trying to get a better view
Chewing our fingers
Nervous or anxious behavior
And craning our necks
Trying to see or understand something that is out of reach
Just to see
A drive or desire to understand or experience something
Quite the collection
A large or impressive group or set of items
Divide by section
Grouping items into categories or separating them in some way
It's just a surrogate connection leaving you all alone
While the collections or connections are impressive, they ultimately do not provide the listener with true fulfillment or companionship
There you are and now you're coming to stay until
The listener is stuck and unable to leave their current situation until they find something that brings them true fulfillment
You can find someone who will love you as much
The listener desires a deep and fulfilling connection with another person
As you love all your little round mirrors
The listener recognizes that they need to find something or someone that brings them more fulfillment than their mirrors
Murdering your time in cold blood
The listener is still struggling and feeling unfulfilled
There's a hole in the middle you can't seem to fill
Despite the changes and attempts to find fulfillment, the listener still feels like something is missing
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: AARON HUFFMAN, JEFF LIN, SEAN NELSON
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
NameNick 905
All alone, on the floor
Next to your twin bed box spring and mattress
The door is ajar
From afar you can hear bands practicing
And when they dream they all
Dream of somebody like you
Somebody who takes what they make
Twice as seriously as they could ever hope to do
And when you dream, you dream of a day
When you find something you could love
Half as much as you love all your little round mirrors
See yourself reflected in one
There's a hole in the middle you can't seem to fill
Bring them home, watch them go
All you know is you hope they'll hurry back
And you cry, then you lie your frail body down
Like a penny on a railroad track
And even if they stay in touch
The past stays in the past
But every time you crash
A little bit harder than the last
And every time you crash, don't you
Wanna find something you could love
Half as much as you love all your little round mirrors?
See yourself reflected in one
There's a hole in the middle you can't seem to fill
A shooting star is a little piece of
Cosmic debris desperately wanting to fall to earth
It doesn't get too far, it's not a real star
It's hardly even worth footnotes in your memoir
Shoulder to shoulder, up on our tiptoes
Chewing our fingers and craning our necks just to see
Quite the collection, divide by section
It's just a surrogate connection leaving you all alone
On the floor
Next to your twin bed box spring and mattress
The door, still ajar
There you are and there you're going to stay until
You can find someone who will love you as much
As you love all your little round mirrors
Murdering your time in cold blood
There's a hole in the middle you can't seem to fill
Sean Varnerin
Proof that certain so called 90s one hit wonders can still churn out beautiful and meaningful songs!
Alex Davis
Grenadeh I got here from hearing Harvey Danger on the radio, Flagpole Sitta. I liked it. So, I looked up the artist, and I fell in love with the music.
Ludus Aurea
They were never a one hit wonder. That's a generalization applied by people who have no business whatsoever listening to music because their dinosaur sized brains literally can't comprehend music. Anyone who actually deserves music would have found Merrymakers on their own without ever having heard of Disturbing Behavior. Or Dude Where's My Car. I got their debut album when I was 12, when it came out, and all three of their albums are fucking amazing. They were the Andy Kauffman of 90's bands - geniuses on a level the music industry has never seen since.
Theo Theosen
one of the most beautiful tracks I've heard in quite a while :)
n3rt
still one of my favorite pieces of music I've ever heard.
Hunter
I get that
Madilyn Sammons
The horn in this song is so gorgeous
Madilyn Sammons
delesdog ahah no. Fuck off
delesdog
Shut up maddy
NameNick 905
All alone, on the floor
Next to your twin bed box spring and mattress
The door is ajar
From afar you can hear bands practicing
And when they dream they all
Dream of somebody like you
Somebody who takes what they make
Twice as seriously as they could ever hope to do
And when you dream, you dream of a day
When you find something you could love
Half as much as you love all your little round mirrors
See yourself reflected in one
There's a hole in the middle you can't seem to fill
Bring them home, watch them go
All you know is you hope they'll hurry back
And you cry, then you lie your frail body down
Like a penny on a railroad track
And even if they stay in touch
The past stays in the past
But every time you crash
A little bit harder than the last
And every time you crash, don't you
Wanna find something you could love
Half as much as you love all your little round mirrors?
See yourself reflected in one
There's a hole in the middle you can't seem to fill
A shooting star is a little piece of
Cosmic debris desperately wanting to fall to earth
It doesn't get too far, it's not a real star
It's hardly even worth footnotes in your memoir
Shoulder to shoulder, up on our tiptoes
Chewing our fingers and craning our necks just to see
Quite the collection, divide by section
It's just a surrogate connection leaving you all alone
On the floor
Next to your twin bed box spring and mattress
The door, still ajar
There you are and there you're going to stay until
You can find someone who will love you as much
As you love all your little round mirrors
Murdering your time in cold blood
There's a hole in the middle you can't seem to fill