Tim: The following contains adult themes, and images which some viewers may find offensive.
Tom: Ooh, good.
Tom: Hold on, those aren’t the good kind of adult themes! That’s just teenagers being jerks.
Tim: Well I suppose so – and what with all the vandalism, theft, alcohol, drugs, nudity, the video is actually considerably more interesting than the music itself.
Tom: And a jacket with “Murder, She Wrote” on the back. Finnish hipsters, or just something his mother handed down to him?
Tim: Not that the music’s bad, though it does get somewhat repetitive. To be honest, this is one of the songs where I really wish I could speak, or at least understand, what they’re on about, because I’m fairly sure it would make it more enjoyable.
Tom: I’m not sure it would; the processing on the voice gives it a kind of nasal whine that reminds me of someone with dodgy adenoids.
Tim: Well, maybe he does have dodgy adenoids. Maybe the song’s all about that, and that far from the whine being irritating, it’s the whole purpose of the song. Though I’ll admit that’s unlikely.
And yes, I can translate the lyrics and all that (though they don’t seem to be online for this), but it’s not quite the same. I do know the title translates to ‘Nobody’ or something similar, but that could be ‘Nobody understands us’ or ‘Nobody can stop us doing what we want to do’ or maybe even ‘Nobody wants to help me sort out my adenoids’.
Tom: Well, I wish someone would stop them.
Tim: Is it just me, or does ‘adenoids’ just sound a bit weird after a while?