The spoken word continues Eddie BrockAfter Act I: Confession it's time to Act II: Anger.
If Act I: Confession was built on the admission of fragility and internal dialogue, Act II: Anger represents the moment in which that suffering changes shape. There is no longer passive introspection: the accumulated frustration turns into an indictment against the environment, the music industry and, at times, against himself.
The text of Act II: Anger
I've been getting slapped around for 15 years
you think they scare me
3 assholes doing their homework
all the doors closed in my face broke my nose
every time inside the house
more and more frustrated
what does my mother tell me,
“Edo you are always angry and you don't enjoy anything
If you are always dissatisfied”
Meanwhile I scream, I don't sing, I'm sad
I don't even cry and if I look at myself I don't even like you
and I leave in search of my own place
you don't even know me and you want to speak for me
I only have these songs and I don't have any saints in heaven
and I have never licked ass
to find my own place
you put words in my mouth because that's how it works
I feel bad even on weekends while you come back on Monday
All revolutionaries, all great prophets but for ten thousand euros
you say it works like this
just as I should shake hands by surname
I should make compact contacts in the bandwagon
Smiling at people only for convenience
that they will forget me anyway within 24 hours
how horrible I write songs for love
to see who listens to me
who will feel a thrill with people badmouthing each other
that sells fake glories in a world that hates itself
loving each other is the revolution
Anger arises from long accumulation
I've been getting slapped around for 15 years indicates a non-sudden anger that is described as the result of fifteen years of closed doors and rejections. The image introduces a theme that runs through the entire text: resistance.
Anyone who criticizes him is put to shame. It's not the comments on social media that really hurt him: the pain comes from much further away.
All the doors closed in my face broke my nose: this type of writing avoids abstract images and makes the weight of the waste immediately perceivable.
Anger is also private and after mentioning the father in Act I: Confession it is the moment of his mother who testifies to how anger has also invaded daily life.
Edo you are always angry and don't enjoy anything. You are always dissatisfied to which he responds thus Meanwhile I scream, I don't sing, I'm sad, I don't even cry.
Here Eddie Brock introduces an important element: what appears to be anger could be depression, inability to cry, loss of pleasure. So does anger hide pain?
The conflict with oneself
If I look at myself I don't even like you it seems like an attack against the music system but the main enemy seems to remain himself. This links directly to the chapter Confession: the internal conflict has not been resolved, it has simply changed tone.
The outburst, the anger shifts towards the music industry as a target: I only have these songs and I don't have any saints in heaven” indicating that he has no protection or influential knowledge.
To this he adds the rejection of power dynamics in which he indicates a list of what he rejects: I should shake hands by last name in which he underlines that Il surname it is worth more than the person and adds I should make compact contacts in the bandwagon in which the bandwagon represents a closed system which is entered through knowledge networks.
A complaint that involves everyone
Eddie Brock he questions the moral coherence with which people who declare themselves nonconformists or revolutionaries, according to him, end up conforming when economic interests come into play. And here comes the turning point, in a positive way I write songs for love; it doesn't talk about rankings, success or numbers but about the possibility of creating a shared emotion to see who listens to me who will feel an emotion.
In the final part it represents the anger that is transformed into a proposal: in an environment perceived as competitive, built on envy and appearance, the truly revolutionary act becomes preserving one's humanity, without revenge and revenge.
A second act that expands the story
If Act I: Confession showed the most intimate side of Eddie Brock, Act II: Anger move your gaze outward without losing the internal conflict.
The target becomes the music system, its power dynamics and the opportunism that, according to Brockcrosses it. After describing an environment dominated by hatred and convenience, the conclusion suggests that the true form of resistance is to continue making music out of conviction and choose not to give up one's authenticity.
The cover image is a frame of the spoken word from the artist's social networks.
