Take Me Somewhere Nice by Mogwai
1. Tranquility, DAMN you!
2. There is a certain kind of friction in the song. Like the one you feel while talking to a person who loves you but still is asking you to leave. Like the waves which have the potential to thrash you, but!
3. You are driving a car on a deserted track in a dark night whistling by yourself, and suddenly there’s an old lady, kind of those who curse almost everything in this world. You manouver your car to her side of the road, you are probably thinking she would ask for something, money or clothes. Then she comes to you and, and stares deep into your eyes, kind of those which sends shivers down your spine. You slide down the windows and maintain eye-contact. She is very calm in her actions, but before the words come out, you see a sparkle in her eyes. You know what is coming, but you are too scared, “scared” is the wrong word here, and you listen, listen contently, “Harami!”
Do you remember the first time you listened to this song? I perhaps got the same feeling! What was it though? Dissatisfaction. But what were we dissatisfied with? It wasn’t sadness. But neither did it make us jump up in the sky. It’s settling. Puzzling!
We played it a hundred times more.
They keep talking about going somewhere nice. All these delusional UFOs give them hope. It’s all they wish for. It’s all they want from life. But did they ever try to escape? Instead of fleeing, what do they intend by making this music? In fact, why do I keep listening to it instead of trying to leave for somewhere “nice” myself? And not just us, but the creators as well. These people keep making more music every single day. Keep pruning the ugly sides of our emotions. Keep rocking their guitars. Keep drowning in post-rock; when all they want to do, is leave for someplace nice? This doesn’t make sense.
Anyways, I listened to this song, a hundred and first time on the green hills of Kodaikanal. It was a profound experience. It felt “nice”.
