the band was spawned by andy slopsema (guitar, bass), a midwest fugitive who has outlived all his short-lived ann arbor punk rock bands, and gabriella marks (vocals, guitar), a misanthropic photographer and kusf dj. paradiddle drummer matt rickets,a fellow midwestern refugee, gives the songs a spine to stand on.
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Chaos
Sinombre Lyrics
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And broken faces
All of the ruin that my hands can bring
And they never resist
Never, never
They never resist
Those baby haired old men
Rip dressed women
Screaming truths
I'll never know
Never, never
Never know
Too well trained
Too restrained
The lyrics to Sinombre's song "Chaos" depict a sense of violence and destruction that the singer has caused with their own hands. The image of bloody fists and broken faces suggests a history of physical conflicts, and the fact that they "never resist" implies that these fights were unprovoked. The following lines refer to a feeling of envy towards those who are older and wiser (depicted as "baby haired old men") and towards women who are unafraid to speak the truth, even if it leads to destruction ("rip dressed women"). The singer recognizes their own limitations in this regard, as they will "never know" this level of courage or wisdom. The final lines suggest that perhaps the singer knows they have been too well trained to understand or express these kinds of emotions.
Overall, the lyrics to "Chaos" convey themes of violence, envy, and a desire for greater understanding and wisdom. The singer is self-aware enough to recognize their own limitations, but also acknowledges the destructive tendencies within themselves.
Line by Line Meaning
Bloody fists
My violent actions cause harm to others
And broken faces
Those victims bear the physical scars of my aggression
All of the ruin that my hands can bring
My hands have the power to destroy things and people in my path
And they never resist
My victims do not fight back against my violence
Never, never
This pattern of violence repeats itself without change
Naively I envy
I feel envious of old men who seem to have aged gracefully and peacefully
Those baby haired old men
These older men have soft, fine hair that seems to symbolize their peacefulness
Rip dressed women
I witness women being torn apart and violated by others
Screaming truths
These victims express their pain and suffering in a way that I cannot fully understand
I'll never know
I am unable to comprehend the agony and trauma these women experience
Too well trained
I have been conditioned to use violence as a means of exerting my power
Too restrained
My emotions are suppressed and I cannot fully express myself without resorting to violence
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