Formed after the demise of Gossard and Ament's previous band, Mother Love Bone, Pearl Jam broke into the mainstream with their debut album, Ten, in 1991. Ten stayed on the Billboard 200 chart for nearly five years, and has gone on to become one of the highest-selling rock records ever, going 13× platinum in the United States. Released in 1993, Pearl Jam's second album, Vs., sold over 950,000 copies in its first week of release, setting the record for most copies of an album sold in its first week of release at the time. Their third album, Vitalogy (1994), became the second-fastest-selling CD in history at the time, with more than 877,000 units sold in its first week.
One of the key bands in the grunge movement of the early 1990s, Pearl Jam's members often shunned popular music industry practices such as making music videos or participating in interviews. The band also sued Ticketmaster, claiming it had monopolized the concert-ticket market. In 2006, Rolling Stone described the band as having "spent much of the past decade deliberately tearing apart their own fame."
Pearl Jam had sold more than 85 million albums worldwide by 2018, including nearly 32 million albums in the United States by 2012, making them one of the best-selling bands of all time. Pearl Jam was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 2017 in its first year of eligibility. They were ranked eighth in a readers' poll by Rolling Stone magazine in its "Top Ten Live Acts of All Time" issue. Throughout its career, the band has also promoted wider social and political issues, from pro-abortion rights sentiments to opposition to George W. Bush's presidency. Vedder acts as the band's spokesman on these issues.
Full Wikipedia article: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pearl_Jam
Studio albums
Ten (1991)
Vs. (1993)
Vitalogy (1994)
No Code (1996)
Yield (1998)
Binaural (2000)
Riot Act (2002)
Pearl Jam (2006)
Backspacer (2009)
Lightning Bolt (2013)
Gigaton (2020)
I'm Mortality
Pearl Jam Lyrics
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Cannot find the comfort in this world
Artificial tear...vessel stabbed...next up volunteers
Vulnerable wisdom can't adhere...
A truant finds home...and I wish to hold on...
But there's a trapdoor in the sun...immortality...
As privileged as a whore...victims in demand for public show
Swept out through the cracks beneath the door
Surrendered...executed anyhow
Scrawl dissolved, cigar box on the floor...
A truant finds home...and I wish to hold on, too...
But saw the trapdoor in the sun...
Immortality...
I cannot stop the thought...I'm running in the dark...
Coming up a which way sign...all good truants must decide...
Oh, stripped and sold, mom...auctioned forearm...
And whiskers in the sink...
Truants move on...cannot stay long
Some die just to live...
Ohh...
The lyrics of Pearl Jam's "Immortality" are a haunting exploration of the human condition and the quest for true meaning and purpose. In the song, the singer grapples with their mortality and the fleeting nature of existence. The opening lines, "Vacate is the word...vengeance has no place so near to her / Cannot find the comfort in this world," reflect a sense of helplessness and despair in the face of an uncertain future. The singer acknowledges that revenge is not the answer, but still struggles to find any sense of solace or belonging in the world around them.
As the song progresses, the lyrics become increasingly disjointed and fragmented. The image of an "artificial tear" and a "vessel stabbed" suggest a sense of emotional and physical pain. The line "vulnerable wisdom can't adhere" speaks to the idea that even those who are wise and knowledgeable can still be susceptible to the uncertainties and struggles of life. The singer finds a sense of belonging with fellow truants, but ultimately sees a "trapdoor in the sun" that leads to immortality.
The chorus of "Immortality" is a powerful statement about the human desire to live forever, even in the face of an inevitable death. The lyrics, "I cannot stop the thought...I'm running in the dark...Coming up a which way sign...all good truants must decide...Oh, stripped and sold, mom...auctioned forearm...And whiskers in the sink...Truants move on...cannot stay long...Some die just to live...Ohh..." suggest that while we may not have control over our physical mortality, we can still strive to find meaning and purpose in the time we have.
Line by Line Meaning
Vacate is the word...vengeance has no place so near to her
Leave is the only option, seeking revenge is not appropriate when she is around.
Cannot find the comfort in this world
Unable to find solace in this world.
Artificial tear...vessel stabbed...next up volunteers
Not genuine tears shed, vessels pierced with no hesitation, and others join willingly.
Vulnerable wisdom can't adhere...
Being open leads to enlightenment but cannot adhere to vulnerability.
A truant finds home...and I wish to hold on...
A dissident finds a sense of belonging and wishes to stay.
But there's a trapdoor in the sun...immortality...
However, there is a hidden danger of fame and the desire for immortality.
As privileged as a whore...victims in demand for public show
As privileged as a sex worker, people are willing to victimize others for public entertainment.
Swept out through the cracks beneath the door
Swept away in secrecy and shame, through the smallest of openings.
Holier than thou how?
Preachy about morality, but how authentic is it?
Surrendered...executed anyhow
Gave up, yet punished anyways.
Scrawl dissolved, cigar box on the floor...
Written words fade away, while a cigar box is ignored on the ground.
A truant finds home...and I wish to hold on, too...
A dissident finds belonging again, and one also desires to stay.
But saw the trapdoor in the sun...immortality...
However, seeing the danger in fame and the longing for eternal existence.
I cannot stop the thought...I'm running in the dark...
Unable to clear the mind, running aimlessly in the darkness.
Coming up a which way sign...all good truants must decide...
At a crossroads, all rebels must choose a path.
Oh, stripped and sold, mom...auctioned forearm...
Sold off like property, without a single care from society, with only a mother to mourn.
And whiskers in the sink...
Only small remnants left behind, with no other signs of existence.
Truants move on...cannot stay long
Rebels must continue onward, unable to stay in one place for too long.
Some die just to live...
Some will give their lives to gain a sense of purpose and belonging.
Ohh...
An expression of frustration, pain, and despair.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: DAVID ABBRUZZESE, EDDIE VEDDER, JEFF AMENT, MIKE MCCREADY, STONE GOSSARD
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Vacate is a word
Vengeance has no place so near to her
Cannot find a comfort
In this world
Artificial tears
The vessel's stabbed
Next up, volunteers
Vulnerable, wisdom can't adhere
A truant finds home
And a will to hold on
There's a trapdoor in the sun
It's immortality
As privileged as a whore
Victims in demand for public show
Swept out through the cracks
Beneath the door
Holier than thou, how?
Surrendered, executed anyhow
Scrawls dissolved
Cigar box on the floor
A truant finds home
And a will to hold on to
There's a trapdoor in the sun
It's immortality
I cannot stop the thought
Running out the door
Coming up a which way sign
And all good truants must decide
Oh, stripped and sold, mom
And an auctioned forearm
And whiskers in the sink
A truant finds home
And a will to hold on to
Some die just to live, oh
Fonte: LyricFind
CRIS-ELIPHAS LEVI
Imortalidade
Abandonar é a palavra,
Vingança não tem lugar tão perto dela
Não posso achar conforto neste mundo
Lágrima artificial,
Vaso apunhalado, o próximo, voluntários
Vulnerável, sabedoria não pode aderir
Um ocioso acha um lar...
E um sonho para ter ...
Mas há uma armadilha no sol,
Imortalidade
Tão privilegiado quanto uma prostituta,
Vítimas em demanda para espetáculo público
Varrido para fora pelas rachas em baixo da porta
Mais santo que tu, como?
Rendido... executado de qualquer maneira
Rabisco dissolvido, caixa de cigarros no chão
Um ocioso acha lar ...
E um sonho para ter ...
Mas há uma armadilha no sol ...
Imortalidade
Eu não posso parar o pensamento,
Estou correndo na escuridão
Surgindo uma seta de direção
Todos os ociosos bons têm que decidir
Despojado e vendido, mãe, antebraço leiloado
E espanadores na pia
Ociosos mudam, não conseguem parar por muito Tempo
Alguns morrem apenas para viver ...
Ohh..
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BJJ Is Life
One cold night = one of the greatest live acoustic shows ever. Seether is extremely underrated
Victoria Cerda
@Rich Thomas pp.
Daniel Tadeu
I agree with you.
tiley996
@Rich Thomas Absolutely!!!
Erik Blanc
🍻🍻🍻🍻🍻🍻
Beezy Beez
Seether is the best! But you need to listen to Whispering Wolf by SLT right now -//- !!! You're missing out !!!
jadegold66
In my opinion, the true measure of a band is their live performance. This band rocks the house.
Husker
Saw them with Bush and Fuel and although Bush was the main performance Seether absolutely destroyed them and Fuel
Jake
Fucking a. Concur on Seether live. They r the real deal.
David Messer
If they sound like shit live then they sound like shit period and I can't listen to them or take them seriously. Seether is up there in my all time favorites. He did this song justice. I'd been afraid to touch anything like this from Eddie Vedder. This might be better than Pearl Jam's version. All I know is they keep putting out great albums and I am grateful for it. Love great bands like this.