While playing in P.S. Eliot, the Crutchfield sisters also both played in Bad Banana. Katie Crutchfield also recorded solo under the name King Everything.
After the band broke up in 2011, the Crutchfield sisters pursued their own musical projects: Katie Crutchfield started Waxahatchee and Allison Crutchfield started Swearin'.
The band briefly reunited in June 2016 for a tour, which took place the following September.
Talk
P.S. Eliot Lyrics
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Know what I'm saying? I stand on business nigga
A lot of you niggaz one foot in and one foot out with this shit, Know what I'm saying?
Nigga this shit run through my blood nigga
U want money like dis let dat scale talk
U want a house up on yo wrist let dat scale talk
U wanna fuck her like dis let dat scale talk
Let that scale talk let dat scale talk (yea yea)
This shit look legit they really dnt know wat im sellin,
Them alphabets come get me then im jailen aint no tellin
My patnaz nem tote drecos and they straight convicted felons
You want a bow or 16 oz it dont make me no difference
Yea i was bad as hell so i been knew how to whip it
Ridgecrest baby i took baths in grandma kitchen
Yeen no real stepper u need perkys on that mission
I see my reflection thats my only competition
U want money like dis let dat scale talk
U want a house up on yo wrist let dat scale talk
U wanna fuck her like dis let dat scale talk
Let that scale talk let dat scale talk (yea yea)
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Ballen on these bitches like i signed a fucken contract
Im really plugged in all u niggaz just got contacts
I cant front chu shit im outta favors niggaz know dat
You gon have to buy more than a zip u want cho ho back
Jumped up off the porch and then i turnt into that nigga
Real exotic bows u break it down it look like glitter
Baby check yo nigga he a smoker ima dealer
You cant ride wit me less u my bitch or u my hitta
U want money like dis let dat scale talk
U want a house up on yo wrist let dat scale talk
U wanna fuck her like dis let dat scale talk
Let that scale talk let dat scale talk (yea yea)
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In P.S. Eliot's song "Talk," the lyrics touch upon the singer's search for answers and inner turmoil. The first line expresses the desire for a higher power to communicate with them, indicating a need for guidance and insight. The next few lines suggest that the singer tries to connect with this higher power on their own, either through prayer or meditation, but ultimately struggles to find the answers they seek. The line "Then I start seeing ceilings" could be interpreted as a literal limitation of their physical surroundings or metaphorically as a metaphor for being unable to break through their own mental barriers.
The next few lines suggest that the singer turns to drugs, specifically smoking marijuana or "hotboxing," to escape their problems. The mention of watching the wallpaper peelings suggests that the singer is zoning out and trying to forget their worries. However, the following line "Smoked it all away, can't wait for heart healings" suggests that although they may be trying to escape their problems, they are ultimately aware that they need to confront and heal from them. The next few lines seem to express frustration with their current situation and a sense of aimlessness - "fishing for fortune, then I start wheeling, outta control, my mind is on a twist."
The following lines are fragmented and suggest a sense of confusion, with the singer mixing up reality and potentially losing touch with their own sense of self - "no need for analogies, don't get me pissed, I start mixing reality, and asking who's Chris." It's unclear who Chris is or what significance they hold to the singer, but it suggests that they are grappling with their own sense of identity and reality.
Overall, "Talk" by P.S. Eliot is a song about the human struggle for answers and peace of mind. The lyrics suggest a sense of searching, escapism, and inner turmoil, as the singer grapples with their feelings of isolation and confusion.
Line by Line Meaning
I hope one day God talks to me
The singer desires a spiritual experience and/or guidance from a higher power
Lookin’ high, recognize
The singer looks for signs or a connection with something beyond themselves
Fold my hands every night
The singer engages in prayer or meditation in hopes of achieving inner peace or answers to their questions
I trynna reconcile with my feelings
The artist is attempting to resolve internal conflicts and come to terms with their emotions
I try to touch the sky
The artist longs for something greater, perhaps meaning or purpose in their life
Then I start seeing ceilings
The singer's aspirations or goals are limited and they feel trapped or stuck
So I hotboxed and watch the wallpaper peelings
The singer turns to drugs as a means of escape or to cope with their struggles
Smoked it all away
The artist uses drugs to numb their emotions and problems
Can’t wait for heart healings
The artist longs for emotional healing and recovery
Hate that we got apart
The artist regrets a relationship that is no longer present in their life
Don’t know where to start
The singer is unsure of how to repair or move on from the relationship
Fishing for fortune
The artist seeks material wealth or success as a means of happiness or fulfillment
Then I start wheeling
The singer takes action towards achieving their goals
Outta control, my mind is on a twist
The singer's thoughts and emotions are overwhelming and difficult to manage
No need for analogies, don’t get me pissed
The singer expresses a desire for others to understand their troubles without minimizing them
I start mixing reality
The artist's thoughts and emotions become muddled and difficult to differentiate from each other
And asking, who’s chris
The artist poses a question that may be related to their inner turmoil and confusion
Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo, who’s this
The singer expresses confusion or frustration with their current situation
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Written by: Courtney Moore
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