Song of the Day Redux, Day 3: Star Cecil
I'm guessing I posted day two way too late at night yesterday, so it got no visibility. Let's try this in the middle of the day.
Star Cecil is track three of the 1999 EP, Plan to Take Over the World. Here's a song that we know is important to Claudio, because he actually integrated it into the comic and played it live as a black card event in 2010. He actually explains the song during that live performance, so we know a lot more about this song than most other Shabutie songs.
The Content: A long time ago Claudio worked at a wholesaler of beauty products counting inventory, and he found a folding brush that was different from all of the others and was labeled "Star Cecil." He doesn't know how that translates into a "fricking race of other beings," but it did, and the Star race was created for the comics, and the star Cecil became Claudio K's friend.
Given that context, it looks to me like Claudio's reminiscing over the summer during his teenage years in which he worked at that particular job. Taking the "star cecil" as a symbol for that summer. I get the sense that at the time of writing, Claudio was "sore, dissatisfied all the time" and looking back to a time in his life he felt was simpler, and a time where he could dream of future possibilities.
The Music: A beautiful song that really captures Claudio's songwriting. Everyone is at the top of their game here. Claudio has jokingly 'fessed up to ripping off the song's bridge from Smashing Pumpkins. So 90's.
The Part: The buildup between "I best be going home" and "well, maybe!" r/frisson, anyone?
Star Cecil, you left me alone, torn
This folding brush I found in store that I fell for
Too good to turn around
And you gave me much more to hold
But leaving you here I guess I'm bored
So now I’m sore, dissatisfied all the time
Remembered you told me
Said over the hills, catch me far away,
Far away…
Well now maybe,
We were so good enough to fly by
But now that summer died
We’d be sure, we were going back for [???]
Star Cecil, my heart in your hands, stone
Turn me to full, I’m empty I need you
So now I wait, for your return,
capture, a present departure
Too tired, but I best be going home
So now I’m hard, down, deeper
Enough to well bury my love tonight
Oh now I’m never gonna go back there
Star Cecil where’d you go tonight?
Bored, I miss you
Ooh yeah sore, we taste
Remember three years ago
Said bring me here please release my own [tile?]
Now that summer died
You’re wrong
Star Cecil, bring me home
Guess it’s time to catch my own star
Next up: Day 4: Goodnight
Posted Jul 31, 2013, 9:41 PM UTC · edited