Segall began his recording career as a part-time musician in various underground bands in Orange County and the San Francisco Bay Area, before beginning a solo career in 2008. Segall's first solo release was the cassette Horn The Unicorn released on the Wizard Mountain label (later re-released by HBSP-2X on vinyl record). Around the same time, Wizard Mountain also released a split cassette featuring Segall and the band Superstitions entitled Halfnonagon.
In 2012, Segall released three LPs: His solo album, Twins; a collaboration with White Fence titled Hair and Slaughterhouse, an album with the Ty Segall Band.
Hey Joel Where You Going With That?
Ty Segall Lyrics
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Needs some new glare
Take me to every one's there
If I could write you a love poem, I would
But the pope street poked me again
So please leave me here
So I can try
In the years of panic
With the fears of herbage
I've had it
Please blow your horn
Yellow sandwich submarine
Makes me cry like a fly
With a weasy spoon
So sleep on the kitchen
Hey Joel, where you going with that?
Where you going, where you going?
Oh, with that
But the pope street poked me again
Poked me again
Pope street poked me again
Oh, poked me again
Rock is dead, rock is dead
Rock is dead, rock is dead
Rock is dead, rock is dead
Rock is dead, rock is dead
Rock is dead, rock is dead
Rock is dead, rock is dead
Rock is dead, rock is dead
Rock is dead, rock is dead
The lyrics of "Hey Joel Where You Going With That?" by Ty Segall & White Fence are open to interpretation, as they are quite abstract and don't follow a clear narrative structure. However, they evoke a sense of disillusionment and frustration with societal norms and expectations.
The opening lines, "Cut down see saw, needs some new glare, take me to everyone's there," suggest a desire for change and a longing for something more exciting or fulfilling. The repetition of the phrase "If I could write you a love poem, I would" implies a yearning for connection and expression of emotions. However, the mention of being "poked" by Pope Street suggests a sense of being interrupted or hindered by external forces, potentially representing societal pressures or constraints.
The chorus, "So please leave me here, so I can try to blow my baby's mind," can be interpreted as a plea for space and freedom to explore personal creativity or individuality. It may also suggest a desire to impress or inspire a loved one.
The mention of "the years of panic with the fears of herbage" could allude to past periods of anxiety or uncertainty, possibly related to drug use ("herbage" referring to marijuana). The line "Yellow sandwich submarine, makes me cry like a fly with a weasy spoon" is highly abstract, but it could express a feeling of vulnerability or helplessness.
In the final section of the lyrics, the repetition of "Rock is dead, rock is dead" can be seen as a commentary on the state of rock music or the music industry, suggesting a disillusionment with its current state or perhaps a desire for something new.
Overall, the lyrics of "Hey Joel Where You Going With That?" convey a sense of longing for change, frustration with societal pressures, and a desire for personal freedom and self-expression.
Line by Line Meaning
Cut down see saw
The seesaw has been shortened
Needs some new glare
It requires a fresh, captivating shine
Take me to every one's there
Bring me to where everyone is gathered
If I could write you a love poem, I would
I would compose a heartfelt poem of love
But the pope street poked me again
However, the street named Pope has pricked me once more
So please leave me here
Kindly abandon me in this place
So I can try
So I can attempt
To blow my baby's mind
To amaze and impress my beloved
In the years of panic
During times of overwhelming anxiety
With the fears of herbage
Amidst the concerns about herbs
I've had it
I am exhausted and fed up
Please blow your horn
Kindly sound your horn
Yellow sandwich submarine
A submarine-shaped sandwich that is yellow
Makes me cry like a fly
Causes me to shed tears like a tiny fly
With a weasy spoon
Using a flimsy spoon
So sleep on the kitchen
Rest within the kitchen area
Hey Joel, where you going with that?
Hey Joel, what is your destination with that object?
Where you going, where you going?
To where are you headed?
Oh, with that
Oh, with that particular thing
Rock is dead, rock is dead
The genre of rock music is no longer alive
Rock is dead, rock is dead
Rock music has ceased to exist
Rock is dead, rock is dead
There is no more life in rock music
Rock is dead, rock is dead
The vitality of rock music has expired
Rock is dead, rock is dead
Rock music is lifeless
Rock is dead, rock is dead
There is no vitality left in rock music
Rock is dead, rock is dead
The genre of rock music has perished
Rock is dead, rock is dead
There is no longer any life within rock music
Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY
Written by: Tim Presley, Ty Segall
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