Pretty excited about this one. Not only do I love this artist, he sets up a nifty tie-in with the next Bins Project post (per this much-posted-on-this-site video).
Open Mike Eagle/Hella Personal Film Festival
The Gateway Drug
“Admitting the Endorphin Addiction,” a meditation on the totality of infatuation, with soaring, expansive music that somehow feels both appropriate and unexpected.
This will be the last time I use the phrase “love at first listen” (swear to god), but, when the music opened up after the opening guitar riff and melded with the chorus, this song went straight to a playlist. It took a couple listens to tease out the opening couplet (right after the chorusy chorus) – “I chase my poison tail, and get so high that voices fail/I heard that when you in a fucked up space, no one can hear you signal help” – sets you straight on the tonal dimensions of the song: self-reflective, self-critical, but thoughtful as hell, and determined to own everything that’s going on, good, bad or otherwise.
The song unfolds more than continues from there. It’s a deeply self-centered song, one that swims between its own angles; it frames relationships on foisting every part of yourself onto some other poor soul (you’re the “prize”!). There’s another refrain that follows what I called the “chorally chorus” (that’s the “The first time I saw you,” etc.) up above that goes, “My addiction, my obsession, my admission, my rejection, I insisted, I accepted, my prescription, carried us away,” that I’m still puzzling out. Again, intimate relationships, right?
But that could be me projecting, too.