Well you make a little lotus with a twist in your hip
Preach about your wisdom ??? tantrics ???
You’re dying to be it
In your holy house with 6 walls
School me because I’m doing it wrong
You’re so boo ???
Could you be my muse?
Cause it’s easy to figure out
Why you boil while I twist and shout
Because without me you can’t look so good.
No it ain’t hard to figure out
You don’t smoke and you don’t drink
And you don’t want to know what I think about you.
Oh your conscious community
Is like a television show to me
But I still love you
I’m talking to you, Srithanu
With your special attitude
And all the special things you do
I’ll still love you
I’m talking to you, Srithanu
Well you run a burning stick from your head to your arm you said somebody told him it will keep him from harm but he goes so careless in his world.
So ??? and all his words but his mirror says mother earth and I’m lighted
cause I should learn to fly.
Well could you lighten up your E.G.O
And leave your people rings at home
I’m just living, living too
Cause it’s easy to figure out
Why you boil when I twist and shout
Because without me you can’t look so good
No it ain’t hard to figure out
Why you boil when I twist and shout
Because without me you can’t look so good
No it ain’t hard to figure out while your rowing your roundabout
Because without me you can’t look so good
Cause you don’t smoke, you don’t drink
But you don’t want to know what I think about you
No, you don’t smoke, you don’t drink
But you don’t want to know what I think about you and me
Oh your conscious community
Is like a television show to me
Well I still love you
I’m talking to you, Srithanu
The singer is called Melody. She is a beautiful, shy woman with a lovely voice. The production values are really high despite the island equipment and the copious amounts of vodka.
I’m sorry I can’t catch all the words and I’m sure I’ve not transcribed some of them correctly. However, the gist of the words are clear. It is a girlfriend talking to her boyfriend. He has clearly embraced the Srithanu ‘conscious community’: he doesn’t drink or smoke; he studies tantric yoga and believes himself to be living in a ‘special’ way.
The song builds slowly and drips with irony. He doesn’t ask her about what she thinks. He tolerates her ‘twist and shout’ sessions because she makes him look good, hanging from his arm. I doubt the boyfriend is called ‘Srithanu’ but when she says in the chorus “I am talking to you, Srithanu” she is addressing the boyfriend whom she foolishly loves and to a place that she loves despite its excesses of self-righteousness.
And indeed, there is a tendency with swamis, gurus and their novices to pay no heed to ‘lesser’ beings riddled with vices and desires. How much listening does the Agama swami do to ‘normal’ people other than his accountant? Does he search for wisdom from his students or is he compelled to tell people all day how it really is?
The song is great and grows on you with every listen. It is a definable something that has been produced. It is harder to quantify higher states of consciousness and being. This on the other hand is 1 good video. It could be collected with the Bottle Beach Song as a tiny sub-niche entitled ‘Songs about places in Koh Phangan’.
For a place to be honoured with a memorable song is rare. There is ‘New York, New York’, ‘Georgia on My Mind’, ‘Angel of Harlem’ and ‘Budapest’. There are many songs with place names in them, but not so many are really memorable; will stand the test of time.
At the time of writing this song had only 8 more views than a video I did of my 5 year old daughter riding her bike without stabilisers for just the second time. This is another lesson in humbleness. Perhaps this is what the singer is really getting at – don’t let your E.G.O get in the way of love.