"If Bob Marley could've La-Di-Da-Di'd like Slick Rick he would have been perfect to open for Tropidelic. One listener might go skateboarding down the shore way, another might be drinking in a bar while someone else might be sitting in rush hour traffic. They all will enjoy this music along with the umpteen chicks that show up at Tropidelic shows." -Anthony Cirincione (Buzzbin Magazine)
"Swirling together Dub, Ska and Reggae into a dynamic, energetic mix that is also heavy on Modern Rock, Hip Hop and Funk, Tropidelic comes across like the ultimate party band. But there’s a bit more depth going on in Tropidelic’s groove, thanks in part to the sophisticated playing of the musicians and the additives served up on the turntables by Dj Mekadog"
- Mike Breen (MPMF Guide presented by City Beat - Cinncinati)
"Tropidelic is from chilly Cleveland, but as the band’s name implies, this crew traffics in warm, groove-heavy sounds.The results seem ready made for summertime, but it’s also the kind of aural concoction that can transport listeners to a warmer mental climate during the long, cold winter."
- Don Thrasher (Dayton Daily News)
Jaded
Tropidelic Lyrics
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I could never fit it all in a song
When solid ground ain't holdin' strong
You can only dig your heels in for so long
Did too much dirt to wash away
But that ain't how I was raised
But since birth I've felt the same
Jaded and half sane
That my only recourse is a fuckin' heart attack, love ya back
If I make it out with some happiness in tact
It'll strictly be due to change of habitat, battle axe
Ready for war, can't afford to be not
I never pay my insurance, can't afford to get shot
When the whole city's sweatin' like the walls of the Grog
Make a motherfucker go and quit his day job, dog
Solemnly swear, solemnly swear
That'll I'll wear out these blues like the shoes that I wear
Solemnly swear, solemnly swear I'll be that
It's too much work, there's too much wrong
I could never fit it all in a song
When solid ground ain't holdin' strong
You can only dig your heels in for so long
Did too much dirt to wash away
But that ain't how I was raised
But since birth I've felt the same
Jaded and half sane
I'm on the road more than I'm at home
With a broken phone, and I smack my dome
Every time we hit a bump, and it's cold, and it's on to the next show,
On to the next show, let's go
Can we take a step back? I don't got a fall back
There ain't nothin' else to say, this brains been racked
No choice in the matter me and
Tropidelic climbin' up the social ladder
The homies from before, who got up and scattered
Wanna come back for tea like I'm the mad hatter
Livin' the dream? I'm livin' couch to couch
I'm just lookin' for a place where I can lie down
This life style got baggage that you wouldn't understand
I'm just tryna' make it back to the east end, it depends
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It's too much work, there's too much wrong
I could never fit it all in a song
When solid ground ain't holdin' strong
You can only dig your heels in for so long
Did too much dirt to wash away
But that ain't how I was raised
But since birth I've felt the same
Jaded and half sane
In "Jaded," Tropidelic expresses their exhaustion and weariness with the world surrounding them. The opening lines suggest that trying to convey all the issues and problems they see in the world through a song is an impossible task, indicating the enormity of the problems facing them. Tropidelic then goes on to describe their struggles with mental health, stating that they feel jaded and half sane since birth. They also express that they are detached and disenchanted with the world, suggesting that their hopelessness has left them emotionally numb. Tropidelic feels the weight of the world on their shoulders, which is causing them to feel weary and overwhelmed.
Throughout the song, Tropidelic highlights the difficulties they face living on the road, which exacerbate their feelings of exhaustion and detachment. They describe living couch to couch, always on the go, with no real place to settle. The constant movement is taking a toll on their emotional and mental wellbeing. Tropidelic also expresses their frustration with the struggles of climbing the social ladder, and all the people and friends they have left behind in the process. The chorus repeats, emphasizing the feeling that there is too much wrong in the world, too much to fix, and too much to bear.
Line by Line Meaning
It's too much work, there's too much wrong
There are too many problems to solve and it's impossible to address them all
I could never fit it all in a song
The issues are too complex to be expressed through music
When solid ground ain't holdin' strong
When things are not stable and reliable
You can only dig your heels in for so long
You can only hold on and resist change for a limited amount of time
Did too much dirt to wash away
There are too many mistakes or wrongs that cannot be undone
But that ain't how I was raised
Despite the current situation, values and principles instilled since childhood still matter
But since birth I've felt the same
I've always had this feeling of being jaded and not fully sane
Jaded and half sane
Feeling cynical, disillusioned and only partly rational
I'm detached and disenchanted with the fact
I feel disconnected and disillusioned with reality
That my only recourse is a fuckin' heart attack, love ya back
The only way out seems to be a drastic and painful solution, with no guarantee of success
If I make it out with some happiness in tact
If I can survive and still manage to have some joy left
It'll strictly be due to change of habitat, battle axe
It will be because of a change of environment or attitude
Ready for war, can't afford to be not
I'm prepared to face challenges and cannot afford to fail
I never pay my insurance, can't afford to get shot
I don't have a backup plan and cannot afford to fail
When the whole city's sweatin' like the walls of the Grog
When everyone is under pressure and stressed out
Make a motherfucker go and quit his day job, dog
It's enough to make someone give up their regular job and pursue something else
Solemnly swear, solemnly swear
I'm making a serious promise, a vow
That I'll wear out these blues like the shoes that I wear
I'll endure and overcome these difficulties like a worn-out pair of shoes
I'm on the road more than I'm at home
I'm away from home a lot
With a broken phone, and I smack my dome
My phone is damaged, and I sometimes hit my head
Every time we hit a bump, and it's cold, and it's on to the next show
Whenever there is an obstacle, a challenge, we move on to the next performance
Can we take a step back? I don't got a fall back
Can we slow down and reflect? I don't have another option or alternative
There ain't nothin' else to say, this brains been racked
There's nothing more to add, my mind is exhausted and drained
No choice in the matter me and
There's no alternative, I'm forced to
Tropidelic climbin' up the social ladder
Tropidelic are making progress and advancing in their career
The homies from before, who got up and scattered
The friends or associates from the past who left or disappeared
Wanna come back for tea like I'm the mad hatter
They want to come back and share in the success, like in the story of Alice in Wonderland
Livin' the dream? I'm livin' couch to couch
Is this really the dream? I'm living without a permanent home
I'm just lookin' for a place where I can lie down
I'm just searching for a place to rest and relax
This life style got baggage that you wouldn't understand
This way of life comes with a lot of problems and difficulties that you wouldn't comprehend
I'm just tryna' make it back to the east end, it depends
I'm trying to return home, but it's uncertain whether I'll succeed or not
Writer(s): Matthew Andrle, James Begin
Contributed by Kylie D. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
David Leiter
Love this jam
Amanda Ploenzke
<3
C C C
James!