Founded by Creager in 1992, they have long held true to their mission of enlightening the common man as to the power and versatility of the mighty cello. Historically influenced, and constantly costumed, Rasputina keeps a small legion of incredibly passionate admirers enthralled with their earnest musicianship. Considered to be quite a pioneer and visionary, Melora and her group have inspired countless young people to pick up the cello, and have re-inspired many uninspired string players. Rasputina considers this to be the finest payment for their work.
Professional involvements have included Nirvana, Ultra Vivid Scene, Marilyn Manson, Porno For Pyros, Belle and Sebastian,and Cheap Trick.
Former Members of Rasputina:
Julia Kent (89-99)
Kris Cowperthwaite (00-02)
Zoë Keating (02-06)
Sarah Bowman (06-08)
Jonathon TeBeest (00-08)
All Tomorrow's Parties
Rasputina Lyrics
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To all tomorrow's parties
A hand-me-down dress from who knows where
To all tomorrow's parties
And where will she go and what shall she be
When midnight comes around
She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown
And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties
Why silks and linens of yesterday's gowns
To all tomorrow's parties
And what will she do with Thursday's rags
When Monday comes around
She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown
And cry behind the door
And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties
For Thursday's child is Sunday's clown
For whom none will go mourning
A blackened shroud, a hand-me-down gown
Of rags and silks, a costume
It's fine for one who sits and cries
For all tomorrow's parties
The lyrics of Rasputina's song "All Tomorrow's Parties" depict a girl who is struggling to find her place in the world. The repetition of the phrase "what costume shall the poor girl wear" emphasizes her sense of insecurity and her lack of agency in her own life. She is relegated to wearing hand-me-downs and cast-off garments, which speak to her social and economic status. The singer asks where she will go and what she will be, suggesting that she is lost and uncertain about her future. The line "she'll turn once more to Sunday's clown" is particularly poignant, as it suggests that she is putting on a facade of happiness and well-being to mask her inner turmoil. The final stanza, which describes the girl as a "Thursday's child" and a "blackened shroud," is a reference to a child born on Thursday in English folklore, who is said to be unlucky. The girl is resigned to her fate, and even if she does find some small comfort in the "fine" costume of rags and silks, she will still "sit and cries" for all tomorrow's parties.
Line by Line Meaning
And What costume shall the poor girl wear
The singer wonders what clothing the girl without means will wear
To all tomorrow's parties
To attend the events of the future
A hand-me-down dress from who knows where
An old dress passed down, origins unknown
To all tomorrow's parties
For the future events
And where will she go and what shall she be
The singer questions the girl's future plans and identity
When midnight comes around
At the stroke of midnight
She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown
She'll revert to her usual role, that of an entertainer or performer
And cry behind the door
She'll be saddened and alone, hidden from sight
And what costume shall the poor girl wear
The singer repeats her initial question
Why silks and linens of yesterday's gowns
She'll wear outdated fancy materials
To all tomorrow's parties
For future events
And what will she do with Thursday's rags
The singer asks what she'll do with her worn-out clothes
When Monday comes around
At the start of a new week
She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown
She'll resume her role as a performer
And cry behind the door
She'll remain alone and sad, hidden from view
And what costume shall the poor girl wear
The singer repeats the question, emphasizing the girl's lack of options
For Thursday's child is Sunday's clown
She will always be the entertainer, with no other options
For whom none will go mourning
No one will mourn her misfortune
A blackened shroud, a hand-me-down gown
Her clothes will be old and dark
Of rags and silks, a costume
Her clothing will be a mismatch of materials
It's fine for one who sits and cries
Her attire is suitable for someone who is miserable
For all tomorrow's parties
For all the upcoming events, she'll wear the same sad clothes
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Lou Reed
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