***SOUNDS LIKE JULIAN COULD USE A GOOD STROKE***
I just finished reading something by some California rock writer claiming that “Meet Me In The Bathroom” by the Strokes is one of the saddest songs of the year. I, myself, had never thought of it as sad. It always seemed sexy and withdrawn- like it was being played with studied indifference through rings of cigarette smoke. But then again, what do I know? I can never understand those Strokes lyrics- Julian sings them like he’s screaming into my apartment’s intercom. I’m always slightly tempted to tell him that he’s buzzed the wrong apartment, but I let him in anyway because he sounds cute and drunk and that’s how I like them. But I digress….
In a quest to see if this rock writer got it right- I mean, he was from California and his brain may just have been exposed to too much sunshine. (No worry of that here in NYC!) Maybe the brand of New York insouciance practiced by Julian and Co. doesn’t translate to the land of sunny skies and dispositions- I looked up the lyrics on the Internet. And now I’m going to do something I don’t do very often- admit I was wrong. “Meet Me In The Bathroom” could very well be the saddest song I heard this year- outside of “Maps” by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs. It’s about loneliness and detachment and one-night stands. It’s a break up song for people too scared and scarred to actually have a relationship. I’m printing the lyrics below as a means of explaining why I am sitting at a desk in a well-lit office- crying. (Ok, maybe that means I didn’t get enough sleep or I’m still recovering from the weekend’s birthday hangover- but still.)
"Meet Me In The Bathroom"
When they say promises
They mean promises.
They'd say, "that's ok,
Long as we can celebrate"
You see, my uncle would say
things would change when he's dead...
"Meet me in the bathroom"
That's what she said
I don't mind...it's true.
Never was on time
Yes, I once was mine
Well, that was long ago
And darling, I don't mind.
Yeah, we were just two friends in lust
And baby, that just don't mean much
You trained me not to love
After you showed me what it was
Now she's staring wide-eyed
Can't close her eyes
Anywhere is fine
just don't waste my time
You see, my uncle would say
things would change once he's dead...
"Meet me in the bathroom"
That's what she said
I don't mind...it's true.
Never was on time
Yes, I once was mine
Well, that was long ago
And darling, I don't mind.
Yeah, they were just two fucks in lust
Baby, that just don't mean much
You trained me not to love
After you taught me what it was
I just finished reading something by some California rock writer claiming that “Meet Me In The Bathroom” by the Strokes is one of the saddest songs of the year. I, myself, had never thought of it as sad. It always seemed sexy and withdrawn- like it was being played with studied indifference through rings of cigarette smoke. But then again, what do I know? I can never understand those Strokes lyrics- Julian sings them like he’s screaming into my apartment’s intercom. I’m always slightly tempted to tell him that he’s buzzed the wrong apartment, but I let him in anyway because he sounds cute and drunk and that’s how I like them. But I digress….
In a quest to see if this rock writer got it right- I mean, he was from California and his brain may just have been exposed to too much sunshine. (No worry of that here in NYC!) Maybe the brand of New York insouciance practiced by Julian and Co. doesn’t translate to the land of sunny skies and dispositions- I looked up the lyrics on the Internet. And now I’m going to do something I don’t do very often- admit I was wrong. “Meet Me In The Bathroom” could very well be the saddest song I heard this year- outside of “Maps” by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs. It’s about loneliness and detachment and one-night stands. It’s a break up song for people too scared and scarred to actually have a relationship. I’m printing the lyrics below as a means of explaining why I am sitting at a desk in a well-lit office- crying. (Ok, maybe that means I didn’t get enough sleep or I’m still recovering from the weekend’s birthday hangover- but still.)
"Meet Me In The Bathroom"
When they say promises
They mean promises.
They'd say, "that's ok,
Long as we can celebrate"
You see, my uncle would say
things would change when he's dead...
"Meet me in the bathroom"
That's what she said
I don't mind...it's true.
Never was on time
Yes, I once was mine
Well, that was long ago
And darling, I don't mind.
Yeah, we were just two friends in lust
And baby, that just don't mean much
You trained me not to love
After you showed me what it was
Now she's staring wide-eyed
Can't close her eyes
Anywhere is fine
just don't waste my time
You see, my uncle would say
things would change once he's dead...
"Meet me in the bathroom"
That's what she said
I don't mind...it's true.
Never was on time
Yes, I once was mine
Well, that was long ago
And darling, I don't mind.
Yeah, they were just two fucks in lust
Baby, that just don't mean much
You trained me not to love
After you taught me what it was
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