Forever and Everland with CocoRosie
Living the mantra, “create your own reality”, sisters Sierra and Bianca Casady have established in this realm, CocoRosie. This mish-mash of opera and hip-hop or as they refer to it, “like Puccini and Ol’ Dirty Bastard” is a captivating entity not only for the music itself, but the psychology of their style and creative process. The girls who were raised by eccentric parents who practiced Shamanism and Peyote religions must have gained something from their off-beat childhood. Whatever that ‘something’ was, we can only assume it to be enticing. In interviews, on stage, and through their lyrics, it is obvious that childhood is something the girls are still reveling in. Their lyrics seem as if written by a prophetic, seven year-old child prodigy who sat at her bedroom desk in her mother’s high heels and rouge while she waxed philosophical. Her imaginary friends might have included the Mad Hatter, Buddha, Peter Pan, and the members of Run D.M.C. At their concert this year in Pontiac Michigan, where I was able to get a first-hand look at their ‘madness’ the video montage included pictures of retro toys like My Little Pony mixed with metaphysical objects. Sierra sang interludes of Opera during many of the songs, creating a juxtaposition of feeling and artistry. Their freak flags flew as high as any interview I have seen on the Internet and they seemed genuinely immersed in a world that many would think to be false. Some lyrics actually contain linear elements with adult themes such as Jesus Loves Me.
“Jesus loves me
But not my wife
Not my nigger friends
Or their nigger lives
But Jesus loves me
That's for sure
'Cause the bible tells me so”
These girls may be great actresses. They may have an agenda and use their child play to pinpoint social and human flaws. They might simply be living as true artists where rules are out the window. They may be slaves to their genre of freak-folk. One thing can be certain. They have kept the best of childhood with their unbiased observation of life, sheer joy, awe, and innocent disregard for the mundane or expected. As their song Japan displays, most of us may have lost something important in the transition to adulthood. That alone, is worthy of your consideration.
Living the mantra, “create your own reality”, sisters Sierra and Bianca Casady have established in this realm, CocoRosie. This mish-mash of opera and hip-hop or as they refer to it, “like Puccini and Ol’ Dirty Bastard” is a captivating entity not only for the music itself, but the psychology of their style and creative process. The girls who were raised by eccentric parents who practiced Shamanism and Peyote religions must have gained something from their off-beat childhood. Whatever that ‘something’ was, we can only assume it to be enticing. In interviews, on stage, and through their lyrics, it is obvious that childhood is something the girls are still reveling in. Their lyrics seem as if written by a prophetic, seven year-old child prodigy who sat at her bedroom desk in her mother’s high heels and rouge while she waxed philosophical. Her imaginary friends might have included the Mad Hatter, Buddha, Peter Pan, and the members of Run D.M.C. At their concert this year in Pontiac Michigan, where I was able to get a first-hand look at their ‘madness’ the video montage included pictures of retro toys like My Little Pony mixed with metaphysical objects. Sierra sang interludes of Opera during many of the songs, creating a juxtaposition of feeling and artistry. Their freak flags flew as high as any interview I have seen on the Internet and they seemed genuinely immersed in a world that many would think to be false. Some lyrics actually contain linear elements with adult themes such as Jesus Loves Me.
“Jesus loves me
But not my wife
Not my nigger friends
Or their nigger lives
But Jesus loves me
That's for sure
'Cause the bible tells me so”
These girls may be great actresses. They may have an agenda and use their child play to pinpoint social and human flaws. They might simply be living as true artists where rules are out the window. They may be slaves to their genre of freak-folk. One thing can be certain. They have kept the best of childhood with their unbiased observation of life, sheer joy, awe, and innocent disregard for the mundane or expected. As their song Japan displays, most of us may have lost something important in the transition to adulthood. That alone, is worthy of your consideration.
Life is like a rollercoaster
It does flips and throws you over
Board your ship that’s going nowhere
If you stop, you’ll end up somewhere
Everybody wants to go to Japan
Everybody wants to go to Japan
Everybody wants to go to Japan
Everybody, just hold hands
Now everybody wants to go to California
To live their life on a sunny day
Dreaming of someone else’s kids and wife
But they'll be bringing you the same old strife
Everybody wants to go to Japan
Everybody wants to go to Japan
Everybody wants to go to Japan
Everybody, just hold hands
Everyone wants to go to Jamaica
Queens in drag will surely fake you
Take you home, and then they'll rape you
But you like it, so say 'thank you'
Everybody wants to go to Japan
Everybody wants to go to Japan
Everybody wants to go to Japan
Everybody, just hold hands
Everyone wants to go to Iraq
But once they go, they don’t come back
Bringing peanut butter jelly and other snacks
We might have our freedom, but we're still on crack
Everybody wants to go to Japan
Everybody wants to go to Japan
Everybody wants to go to Japan
Everybody, just hold hands!
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