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6-27-08 El-P – Tasmanian Pain Coaster

Posted by Sean on June 27, 2008

BTW, I checked the visitors today. We had 76 as of 5 p.m. PDT. But then, that’s not unusual on Fridays and the weekends; people want to get up and away from their computers, unlike losers like me.

Besides, if I was truly worried about hits, I’d name this blog google.com or something.

Anyway, your neat thing today is Tasmanian Pain Coaster, from El-P‘s 2006 album I’ll Sleep When You’re Dead. This is the rave-iest El-P song I’ve heard (especially the start) and one of the most stirring.

You ever feel like the world that you’re in is a trap – a trap designed so cleverly and so cunningly that you can’t escape? Like you were dealt a losing hand at birth, only the people you despise got winning hands, and your hungers and desires and even ethics only serve to tighten the trap? I feel like that all the time, and I’m sure you’ve felt like that, too. (The Bush years have not been good to me)

I feel like all I need is one strong jolt of guts to quit my job, move out of the dust-washed bowl of the Vegas valley and get busy living. All I lack is the guts, but there’s the rub. Tasmanian Pain Coaster crystallizes that mood for me very nicely… but TPC’s turf isn’t the bucolic angsty suburbia that I hail from. El-P’s got real problems in this song. Perhaps you sould take a look at the lyrics here, as I did.

Oh, and if El-P sounds familiar, and you think you’ve read about him on this this blog before, well, you have.

Video courtesy of bapetheboombox.

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