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We do a lot of ridiculous stuff here at the Sleeping Village--that, I can not deny. However, this mammothian effort on the part of Ancient Hand serves as a response to said frivolity. Nothing--and I mean nothing--is more serious than dissecting, in painstaking detail, the seminal debut of early 2000's pop-punk monarch Avril Lavinge. This, dear readers, is a magnum opus. Also, for the haters: Avril is metal as fuck. There. I said it. The miniseries before ye is divided into a glorious fifteen parts. Today marks the third installment: "Complicated." If you missed "Losing Grip" or our introductory statement, check 'em out here! - Ed. "COMPLICATED" Written by: Ancient Hand
Beginning to discuss Avril Lavigne’s masterpiece, “Complicated,” is like choking down a deep breath before taking a plunge into crystal-clear waters…but you can’t get enough air. The fear of doing any form of injustice against what is considered by many to be the punky anthem of their personal revolution in the early 2000’s is indescribably palpable. My palms are sweating at the prospect of causing any offense by what I say-- or, even more frightening-- what I don’t say. That being said, it is too much pressure to place upon myself to expect my discussion of a perfect song to be perfect itself. Perfection does not beget perfection; perfection begets insecurity. Thus, this is an undertaking that I am going to plunge into despite the feeling of my heart pounding upon the walls of my throat.
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We do a lot of ridiculous stuff here at the Sleeping Village--that, I can not deny. However, this mammothian effort on the part of Ancient Hand serves as a response to said frivolity. Nothing--and I mean nothing--is more serious than dissecting, in painstaking detail, the seminal debut of early 2000's pop-punk monarch Avril Lavinge. This, dear readers, is a magnum opus. Also, for the haters: Avril is metal as fuck. There. I said it. The miniseries before ye is divided into a glorious fifteen parts. Today marks the second installment: "Losing Grip." If you missed last week's introductory statement, check it out here! - Ed. "LOSING GRIP" Written by: Ancient Hand
The introductory track to one of the most important pieces in the artistic realm of music begins with a delayed bassy beat that leads in to Avril’s vocals smoothly. This small introduction tells the listener a few things: electronic elements are present on this record, Avril is adaptable and capable, and her lyrics are incredibly commanding. We start off with a simple and concise question: “Are you aware of what you make me feel, baby?” Lavigne’s incredible knack for storytelling is abundantly obvious on this song as we transition into the real story behind her and this “baby” she refers to. She thrusts the narrative forward by making the lyrics more first-person oriented, focusing on her own feelings in this relationship: “Right now I feel invisible to you, like I’m not real.” These lyrics slowly build with lines discussing the issues present in this relationship, and then…the album really starts. We do a lot of ridiculous stuff here at the Sleeping Village--that, I can not deny. However, this mammothian effort on the part of Ancient Hand serves as a response to said frivolity. Nothing--and I mean nothing--is more serious than dissecting, in painstaking detail, the seminal debut of early 2000's pop monarch Avril Lavinge. I won't attempt to justify this miniseries, as the author does a significantly better job than I ever could. Thus, I'll leave you with this: Refusing to Let Go is significantly more than a considerable effort. This is much grander than a mere celebration. This, dear readers, is a magnum opus. Also, for the haters: Avril is metal as fuck. There. I said it. The miniseries before ye is divided into a glorious fifteen parts, beginning with today's introductory statement. Tune in on a weekly basis to dive into the latest installment! - Ed.  Written by: Ancient Hand
Music is one of the most widely recognized, cherished, and commodified art forms this world has ever seen. Nowadays, music is present in nearly every aspect of our lives: scores for films, in shopping plazas, on public transit, in our homes, and even in our ears through wireless earbuds. The incredible popularity of this art form has been rising steadily over the years as music itself has undergone many evolutions with different branchings of genres and levels of experimentation. Music is even an identifier of cultures across the globe. What about albums that transcend culture and seem to be the epitome of music to an entire generation? This happens on occasion; an artist will seem to take over the world and garner the attention and acclaim of not only many different people--but many different types of people. While some artists don’t necessarily have the acclaim of everyone, and sometimes they are simply the poster child for the vocal majority, some artists are able to exist in the culture of a time rather than a culture of a group of people. One such artist is Avril Lavigne. Anyone over the age of 20 knows who she is and heard her anthemic choruses blasting out of 2001 Honda Civics nearly two decades ago. The particular album in question is her critically acclaimed 2002 album, Let Go. |
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