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)
My Orphanage
Rasputina Lyrics
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I am made to eat this horrid porridge.
They box me on the ears.
How often I vow to flee, to go.
But this is the only home I know.
My stammered speech, my one suitcase,
My Orphanage, My hateful place.
Like that case, this place I carry
It's not so very heavy for a stocky child.
They said my mama's loose.
They said she was wild.
Though I never knew or saw that woman sent with me this fatal flaw.
My strange and puffy moon-like face,
My Orphanage,
My hateful place.
My stringy hair, my lack of grace,
My Orphanage,
My hateful place.
I could have been lucky like them
Happy families
Look in my
Dark, rotted hardened heart and you will see:
The downcast glance, the empty embrace
Of my orphanage,
My hateful place.
I'm an evil thing.
I am way full of something
That was left by the side of the road.
I am chipped, curly-lipped.
Never any kindness was shown.
No one else is here,
My Orphanage, My Dear.
It's in me. It's a part.
My Orphanage, My Heart.
The lyrics of Rasputina's song "My Orphanage" speaks from the perspective of someone who has been haunted by their past in an orphanage. The singer has been held at the orphanage for much longer than their age would suggest, held captive in a place that is not truly a home, and have had to endure abuse at the hands of their caretakers. They express this using lines such as "I am made to eat this horrid porridge" and "They box me on the ears". Despite wishing to run away from the place, the orphanage is the only place they have ever known.
Through the lyrics, the singer also expresses their feelings of insecurity and self-loathing. They mention how they have been labelled as "evil" and "unlucky", have a "strange and puffy moon-like face", stringy hair, and lack grace. They blame these faults on their absent mother, who is believed to have been "loose" and "wild", even though the singer has never known or met her. This reinforces the theme of abandonment and lack of belonging, as the singer feels like they were left with these flaws as a result of a decision made by someone who never cared for them.
The lyrics have a deeply emotional and haunting tone, expressing loneliness, hopelessness, and a sense of resentment towards the past. The singer seems to be aware that the trauma they endured in the orphanage is still very much a part of them, as indicated by the lines "It's in me. It's a part. My Orphanage, My Heart". The song manages to convey the sense of isolation and despair often felt by those who feel like they never fully belonged anywhere.
Line by Line Meaning
I have been held in this orphanage for longer than my years.
I have been living in this orphanage for a very long time, even longer than my actual age.
I am made to eat this horrid porridge.
The food they give us in this orphanage is terrible and disgusting, especially the porridge.
They box me on the ears.
Sometimes the people who run this orphanage hit me on the ears as punishment for misbehaving.
How often I vow to flee, to go.
I frequently make promises to myself that one day I will run away from this place and never come back.
But this is the only home I know.
Even though I hate living in this orphanage, it's the only place I've ever known as home.
My stammered speech, my one suitcase,
I have a speech impediment and I don't own many possessions, except for my one suitcase.
My Orphanage, My hateful place.
This orphanage is a terrible and unpleasant place to live.
Like that case, this place I carry
I carry the memory of this orphanage with me wherever I go, just like I carry my suitcase.
Inside of me.
These memories are a part of me, and will always be inside of me.
It's not so very heavy for a stocky child.
Carrying these memories is not too difficult for me since I'm a strong and tough child.
They said my mama's loose.
The people who run this orphanage say bad things about my mother and call her promiscuous.
They said she was wild.
They also say that my mother was crazy or a wild person.
Though I never knew or saw that woman sent with me this fatal flaw.
I never knew my mother or saw her because she sent me to this orphanage with a terrible trait or quality that I inherited from her.
My strange and puffy moon-like face,
I have a peculiar appearance with a round and swollen face that resembles a moon.
My stringy hair, my lack of grace,
My hair is thin and stringy and I don't have much elegance or poise.
I could have been lucky like them Happy families
Sometimes I see other children with happy families and wish that I could have been so lucky too.
Look in my Dark, rotted hardened heart and you will see:
If you look inside my heart, you will see that it's dark, damaged, and lifeless.
The downcast glance, the empty embrace Of my orphanage, My hateful place.
Living in this orphanage has made me feel sad and lonely, with no one to comfort me or give me a warm hug.
I'm an evil thing.
I've been made to feel like a bad and unlovable person because of how the people at this orphanage have treated me.
I am way full of something That was left by the side of the road.
I'm filled with an emptiness and loneliness that feels like I was abandoned by the side of the road.
I am chipped, curly-lipped.
There's something broken and twisted about me, both physically and emotionally.
Never any kindness was shown.
I've never experienced any kindness or love at this orphanage.
No one else is here, My Orphanage, My Dear.
The only place I have left in the world is this orphanage, even though it's not a good place for me to be.
It's in me. It's a part. My Orphanage, My Heart.
This orphanage has become a part of who I am, even in my heart.
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Written by: MELORA CREAGER
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