Death tunes...

It may have become apparent to anyone who follows this blog (...crickets...) that I love music. Sure, I might reference groups that no one listens to (or has even heard of for that matter) but that's not the point. The point is that I listen to a LOT of music and a theme that seems to be fairly prevalent throughout is death. Now, I'm not talking strictly evil metal type stuff about sacrificing babies, burning churches, and killing everyone (the genre mostly isn't like that anyways, but most people think it is unfortunately...), I'm talking some stuff that most people would like because it's just solid, well written music, that happens to have a theme about death in some manner. Take, for example, Flaws by Bastille.

Before I start rambling about this song, I have to mention that this is probably my favourite song of 2012. Well constructed song, incredibly catchy, awesome, well sung lyrics...just what I like, even though I generally listen to significantly heavier/faster stuff. Anyways,  personal opinions aside, look at all the death references in this song! First off, singer/songwriter Dan Smith is clearly dead to start the song...then he basically has a sweet day hanging out with some girls done up like day of the dead folks (I've always assumed they are his "flaws"). This is probably the most obvious death reference in the song but the lyrics hold a few more less obvious (until they're pointed out...) mentions of death related topics..

When all of your flaws and all of my flaws
Are laid out one by one
A wonderful part of the mess that we made
We pick ourselves undone

All of your flaws and all of my flaws
They lie there hand in hand
Ones we've inherited, ones that we learned
They pass from man to man

There's a hole in my soul
I can't fill it I can't fill it
There's a hole in my soul
Can you fill it? Can you fill it?

You have always worn your flaws upon your sleeve
And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground
Dig them up; let's finish what we've started
Dig them up, so nothing's left unturned

All of your flaws and all of my flaws,
When they have been exhumed
We'll see that we need them to be who we are
Without them we'd be doomed

There's a hole in my soul
I can't fill it I can't fill it
There's a hole in my soul
Can you fill it? Can you fill it?

You have always worn your flaws upon your sleeve
And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground
Dig them up; let's finish what we've started
Dig them up, so nothing's left unturned

When all of your flaws
And all of my flaws are counted
When all of your flaws
And all of my flaws are counted

You have always worn your flaws upon your sleeve
And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground
Dig them up. Let's finish what we've started
Dig them up. So nothing's left unturned

All of your flaws and all of my flaws
Are laid out one by one
Look at the wonderful mess that we made
We pick ourselves undone 

I see 5 separate lines with imagery that could be directly associated with death...pretty cool in my books. Hope someone enjoys the song!