Regina Spektor – “Obsolete”.

Hey people! ๐Ÿ™‚

Even though I don’t listen to Regina Spektor’s music very regularly, I like a lot of her songs, or simply find them interesting. I like her approach to music. It’s also thanks to her that I learned years ago about the existence of such a music genre as antifolk, and, later on, that I really liked it. I was quite amused by the name anti-folk, as well as the fact that, being a huge folk enthusiast, I also like a lot of anti-folk, although I don’t think that you have to either like one or the other.

I don’t think I need to introduce this artist, since she’s very successful and famous. I first came into contact with her music via Polish Radio Programme 3, and later on Last.fm recommended it to me, back in the day when I used it. For those whom her name doesn’t say anything, I’ll just say that she is a singer-songwriter who was born in the Soviet Union and emigrated to the US at the age of 9. She is classically trained in piano, which instrument she uses extensively in her music, and has a very strong connection to NYC.

The song I want to share with you comes from her latest album – “Remember Us To Life”. – I like the metaphor in this song of comparing oneself and the way one feels to an obsolete manuscript, and I think it could be a very relatable song for people in all sorts of difficult life situations.

I myself have found it very relatable, and have always thought that she’s referring to some kind of a general identity crisis or being kind of mismatched with your surroundings because of the manuscript just not being readable to them. I once decided to see though if I could find if there was something specific she had in mind when writing it. I didn’t find anything like that, but I found a comment about it on one website that really struck me and changed my view on this song dramatically. This person wrote that to them, this song is about something like Alzheimer’s or some other neurodegenerative disease. And it seriously makes sense! I’m creeped out by all things neurodegenerative because I value my brain very highly, yet at the same time I’m kind of interested in what it feels like for people who suffer with such things, what their lives are like. So while I don’t know if this was actually what Regina Spektor had in mind writing this, looking at this song from this angle makes it even more interesting.

Perhaps you have some other theory as for what it could be about? ๐Ÿ™‚ I’m curious to hear about it.

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