themusic

Expecting a song’s lyrical content to mirror the tone of its musical tune is completely reasonable - the shiny happy tune will be about puppies and ice cream, the slow dirge is about the hell that is other people. More interesting is when the style and content are seemingly at odds - you finally learn the lyrics to that bright jangly song are about addiction and suicide or the mournful goth sludge describes an ecstatic moment. Your expectations are upended and the song becomes more complex, seemingly contradictory, an emotional trojan horse disguised as a candied treat.