Musical Geometry Project
In class we were supposed to make free hand contour sketches from a diverse selection of objects that Prof. Carson provided for us. the objects were completely random and had no relation to each other. After completing these quick sketches we were supposed to take the theme of contour drawing to the next level.
We open with the vultures, kissing the cannibals
Sure I get lonely, when I'm the only
Only human in the heaving heat of the animals
Bit of brown salt, stinging on my tongue and I
I will not waver, I will not wait its turn
It will beat, it will burn, burn, burn your love into the ground
With the lips of another
'Til you get lonely, sure I get lonely, sometimes
All my friends are wasted
And I hate this club
Man I drink too much
Another Friday night I wasted
My eyes are black and red
I'm crawling back to you babe
I hate the bar
Pharmacy addict hit a Wall Street traffic took the car
We reinvent the wheel just to fall asleep at it, skrrr
Crash on the floor, catch the ZZZ's
Popping the polar opposite the NZT
Hip hop and the propaganda say they name brand
But I done seen how the xan did my main man
The nights we won't remember
Are the nights we won't remember
I'll be gone 'till November
On my city come December
Dreams are made for cages nigga
Lions are for real nigga
Dying is for real, niggas dying off of pills nigga
Friday's awful chill and I escaped the treachery
I just had to rest in peace the recipe
The rest of us are praying that the sand will leave a tan
If you're up right now, hope you hear what I'm saying
Hope you hear what I'm saying
All my friends are wasted
And I hate this club
Man I drink too much
Another Friday night I wasted
My eyes are black and red
I'm crawling back to you babe
Don't even know me
Sure I get lonely some nights
When the angels on my shoulder
Slump my head
I'm stuck here with the vultures
Hissing and circling
You didn't call me, call me, call me, call me
I'm crawling, crawling, crawling back to you
All my friends are wasted
And I hate this club
Man I drink too much
Another Friday night I wasted
My eyes are black and red
I'm crawling back to you babe
All my friends are wasted
And I hate this club
Man I drink too much
Another Friday night I wasted
My eyes are black and red
I'm crawling back to you babe
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Music Video
The refrain of the song all my friends makes the general tone and intention of the song very clear. I thought it was only fitting that I my artistic interpretation of the song somehow involves the theme of alcohol. I then remembered that my best friend once gave me a gorgeous bottle of Absolute Vodka for my birthday. It was a translucent black color with reliefs on the side of it. I liked it so much that I turned it into a lamp on my nightstand after I had finished drinking it. So I researched the bottle styles that Absolut actually produced and stumbled upon a whole range of limited edition bottles in all styles and colors. Producing my own interpretation of the Swedish Vodka thus seemed like a logical step. I wanted the inspiration for the bottle to come from the album cover that Snakehips had commissioned.