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1) The Basement is an indie group formed at the start of 2003 in Northern Ireland.
Several years ago, before they were called The Basement, John Mullin, (singer, guitarist and song-writer), Mark McCausland (lead guitar) and Declan McManus (drums) got together in their hometown of Omagh, knowing they wanted to do something with music. "We decided to decamp to Liverpool the first chance we got," says Mullin. "There was no real mystical reason for Liverpool. It was the first place we hit land after Northern Ireland." It was a fortuitous place to settle. Within a few months, they met bassist Graeme Hassall and began to rehearse. Living in "a proper shit-hole" (their flat, not the city), they started to make a name on Liverpools rich, rising scene. They were soon discovered by Alan Wills who signed them to his Deltasonic label. The Basement name came as a nod to Dylans Subterranean Homesick Blues because, as Mullin says, "the place we were living and rehearsing in was like a basement and Mark used to take the piss out of me because of the line in the song that says Johnnys in The Basement. So it stuck." In mid 2003, the band released Medicine Day. They followed this in 2004 with Do You Think Youre Movin On and then The Basement went away to work on the album.
On recording the album Mullin explains, "I was never comfortable with the idea of walking into the studio with some guy youve never met and the clocks on and youve got to make magic. "It was more about finding a situation that was comfortable for us. Producing the album was fellow Irish-man Mike Crossey at Liverpools Motor Museum Studios. The band spent four months travelling around Ireland and playing in pubs with old men who they freely admit were far better musicians. Then The Basement re-entered the studio.
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The Basement Lyrics
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Cover me with love.
I am blessed.
You're burying your father,
You're burying your son.
You are dead.
I'm a child and I am spoiled.
I hate myself for my complaints,
I'm pathetic and I'm bored.
I cry simply at the thought.
I crumble at the sight.
If I ever had to feel, I
I would fall to my knees
and pray for God to save me.
feel, I
fall to my knees
and pray for God to save me.
I have never been in love
I pretend to care.
Convince myself that it's enough
I was never there.
I am hiding in the dust
Sweep me underneath the chair.
I have never been in love.
I keep on giving,
I keep on giving up.
I keep on giving up.
I keep on giving up.
I keep on giving
I keep on giving up.
I keep on giving up.
I keep on giving up.
I keep on giving
The lyrics of The Basement's song Spoiled convey a sense of guilt and inadequacy in response to the pain and suffering of others. The singer admits to being spoiled and inexperienced, and feels ashamed of their own complaints and boredom in the face of genuine hardship. By juxtaposing their own trivial concerns with the profound grief of burying a loved one, the song suggests that the singer's self-absorption is a form of evasion and denial.
The first verse establishes a contrast between the singer's desire to be covered in kindness and love, and the stark reality of death and loss. The second verse focuses on the singer's own sense of emptiness and alienation, admitting to never having experienced real love and feeling disconnected from others. In the final repetition of the chorus, the singer keeps giving up and acknowledges their own weakness, suggesting a willingness to confront their own shortcomings and strive for a deeper connection with the world around them.
Overall, Spoiled is a powerful meditation on the limits of privilege and the importance of empathy and compassion in the face of suffering.
Line by Line Meaning
Color me in kindness
Please treat me with kindness.
Cover me with love.
Please shower me with love.
I am blessed.
I feel grateful for what I have.
You're burying your father,
You're burying your son.
You have lost someone very close to you.
You are dead.
The loss has made you feel as though a part of you has died as well.
I know nothing of real pain,
I have not experienced any true suffering.
I'm a child and I am spoiled.
I have been fortunate and sheltered my entire life.
I hate myself for my complaints,
I feel ashamed for complaining about my small problems.
I'm pathetic and I'm bored.
I acknowledge that my life lacks purpose and excitement.
I cry simply at the thought.
Just the idea of facing hardship is enough to bring me to tears.
I crumble at the sight.
Seeing someone else in pain is enough to break me down.
If I ever had to feel, I
The possibility of experiencing pain terrifies me.
I would fall to my knees
and pray for God to save me.
I would be utterly helpless.
I have never been in love
I have not experienced true romantic love.
I pretend to care.
I put on a facade of concern.
Convince myself that it's enough
I try to believe that my superficial love is sufficient.
I was never there.
I have not been present for those I claim to love.
I am hiding in the dust
I am trying to hide my inadequacies.
Sweep me underneath the chair.
Try to forget about me.
I keep on giving,
I continue to try.
I keep on giving up.
I continuously fail.
I keep on giving up.
I continuously fail.
I keep on giving up.
I continuously fail.
I keep on giving
Despite failing, I continue to try.
I keep on giving up.
But my failures leave me feeling hopeless.
I keep on giving up.
I cannot seem to overcome my weaknesses.
I keep on giving up.
I feel stuck in my patterns of behavior.
I keep on giving
But I do not know how to break the cycle.
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: BEAU ALEXANDER DOZIER, LAMONT HERBERT DOZIER, JOSS STONE
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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Colour me in kindness,
Cover me with love.
I am blessed.
You're burying your father,
You're burying your son.
You are dead.
I know nothing of real pain,
I'm a child and i am spoiled.
I hate myself for my complaints,
I'm pathetic and i'm bored.
I cry simply at the thought.
I crumble at the sight.
If i ever had to feel, i
I would fall to my knees
And pray for god to save me.
I have never been in love,
I pretend to care.
Convince myself that it's enough,
I was never there.
I am hiding in the dust,
Sweep me underneath the chair.
I have never been in love.
I keep on giving,
I keep on giving up
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Check out the new Fiddlehead (members of Basement and Have Heart) song "Lay Low", off their album 'Springtime and Blind' out April 13th, 2018. https://youtu.be/HkFgR1rf8dY
@DaniloGuarniero
the lyrics are very confessional and i can relate 100%
@ersatztheenfantterrible
im a child and I am spoiled
I hate myself for my complaints.
I'm pathetic and I'm bored
@d00mboy13
Love this band, this album in specific is helping me through alot.
@clinel
good luck brodie, hope all’s fine!
@d00mboy13
@@clinel its been better than it was but still working on it everyday. thank you man ❤️
@clinel
@@d00mboy13 glad to hear man, keep it up… everything will be okay! ❤️
@d00mboy13
@@clinel i appreciate it alot :')
@dalewindeckerjr.3663
I dont hear Nirvana in any of this, this sounds original to me. I see this as their own style. Thats just me though.
@slywolf4399
How about some Deftones?