The band released this statement:
"I'm going to keep this short, and hopefully fairly devoid of pompous self-importance. Snowing has come to an end at the ripe old age of 3 and a half (that's over 90 in emo years!). Words are really escaping me right now, so I'll just say this: We had a blast writing songs, driving across the country playing shows, imbibing copious amounts of alcohol, and earning future grey hairs by reading all about ourselves on message boards. Thanks for everything."
Sam Rudich
Snowing Lyrics
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it's a major fucking bummer.
Because I feel nothing like my father. He's been sleeping underground. Don't wait around. There's nothing there at all. There's nothing but the end. You're not awake (Tell me, tell me the things that I'll never have). So I'll just stay home (I'm talking to you). You're not awake (Tell me, tell me the things that I'll never have). You're fucking gone.
The lyrics to Snowing's song "Sam Rudich" describe the feeling of being stuck in a rut and unable to move on with one's life. The singer has been wasting the year trying to motivate themselves to make a change but ultimately is just drinking in a basement. The repetition of "you're not awake" and "tell me the things that I'll never have" suggests a feeling of hopelessness and unrealized potential. The mention of the singer's father, who is now dead and buried, highlights the fact that time is passing and the singer is not making any progress. The chorus, with its repetition of "you're fucking gone," further emphasizes this sense of loss and disillusionment.
The song's title, "Sam Rudich," comes from the name of a character in the novel "It's Kind of a Funny Story" by Ned Vizzini. The book deals with themes of depression and the importance of seeking help when struggling with mental health. The lyrics of "Sam Rudich" reflect similar themes, with the singer feeling stuck and unable to move forward.
Line by Line Meaning
I've been wasting this fucking year on the idea of getting up and moving on, but I wait around, just emptying bottles in the basement of the Slovak center on my side of town.
I've been stuck and unable to move forward, even though I keep telling myself to. Instead, I've been wasting time drinking alone in the basement of a cultural center.
It's a major fucking bummer.
It's really depressing and disappointing.
Because I feel nothing like my father. He's been sleeping underground.
I don't feel a connection with my deceased father and I feel lost without his guidance.
Don't wait around. There's nothing there at all. There's nothing but the end.
Don't waste time hoping for something that doesn't exist. The only thing that's certain is death.
You're not awake (Tell me, tell me the things that I'll never have).
You're not fully alive and aware of your surroundings. Please tell me about the things I'll never be able to experience.
So I'll just stay home (I'm talking to you).
Because I'm unable to connect with the world, I'll just stay home talking to myself.
You're not awake (Tell me, tell me the things that I'll never have).
You're still not fully awake or present. Please tell me about the things I'll never be able to experience.
You're fucking gone.
You're not really here, you're gone -either physically or mentally.
Contributed by Kaylee C. Suggest a correction in the comments below.