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Genre: Entertainment
Date of upload: Aug 2, 2015 ^^
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Sometimes I wonder what Siinamota could've accomplished, how much his songs might've progressed, if he had gotten help. If he had gone down a road of recovery. These songs of his are full of suffering, and I suppose that's what makes them so authentic and appealing to a wide audience - when you're in a deep, dark place, you tend to speak directly into whatever you make or say. Being vulnerable to your own depression, loneliness, thoughts, can make your creations seem so much more real, but it can also limit your own art and creativity.
Don't get me wrong. I love his songs. I believe loving them is not an insult to his memory or to his suffering, but rather a good way to honor his memory, considering he put his heart and soul into the songs he made; his songs have brought comfort to many, many people, and I truly wish he's resting in peace after all his life of suffering, knowing what an impact he made upon so many people for the better (and for the worse). However, it does make me sad to think about the amazing songs he might've made, had he ever gotten the help and support he needed, and learned to cope with life.
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I seriously wished I had listened to PowaPowa-P's music before he passed away. I always saw strobe light and strobe last in the suggestions and never clicked on them. now I wish I had. I would have found out powapowa-p's amazing songs much sooner.
I feel like his music just has a certain style to it that's just extremely unique and I love it so much. I hope he is happy right now ;(
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I broke down today and cried. I didn't follow his works closely, but the songs from him that I do know well, I love them greatly and they left a big impression in me. Now realizing he's not here anymore after such a journey, I just can't help but cry. He did try his best to fight. Thank you Coleena.
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I think when it says the lines about different school ages it actually means:
High schoolers paint color into their hair: High schoolers change their appearance to fit in more with others. This could also mean constantly changing themselves and their appearance so they can just stay "friends" with others.
Elementary Schoolers paint mud on their faces: This is when they change themselves and their personalities so they're not left out and considered weird, and they paint mud specifically because it's changing them so that they're not clear like they used to be.
Middle Schoolers paint color onto their arms: MIddle schoolers are going through adolescence, thus cutting themselves due to the stress of friends and school(although this is just to describe the depression, but in most cases, not actually meaning cutting themselves).
College students paint color onto their lungs: Although most just interpreted this as smoking, I think this could also mean them breathing and having to accept the cruel world and it's lies.
I saw a lot of people(and the description) coming up with simple things like elementary kids throwing mud at each other while playing and the like, but we have to remember how much symbolism and thought Powapowa-P put into his work. In fact, just looking at a song like "Please Give Me a Red Pen" can get you thinking for hours. This dude had a really deep, almost philosophical outlook on life. It's a shame that I discovered him after he died, I think if we have a lot in common regarding how we see life.
Overall, these lines, in my opinion, are supposed to represent the constant struggles throughout life. Elementary schoolers had to try and fake themselves so they could fit in with other people, middle schoolers going through stress and depression from being bullied, and the constant stress from schoolwork, especially in Asia (In fact, i'm in 7th grade myself, 13 years old, but I really enjoy dissecting things like Powapowa-Ps work), high schoolers, who have already changed their own core personalities, have to constantly adapt to others so they can be accepted by others, and finally, college students painting color onto their lungs by breathing in the lies and corruption of the "real" world, since they were always cared for and nurtured up until high school, and eventually becoming corrupted, or "tainted" themselves(You can also relate this as to why he killed himself, because he didn't want to grow up and become "tainted," instead of doing what he loved just for fun).
Everybody can relate to this song because of what it's representing, some more than others.
Edit: When he says "They can't tell one color from another anymore," I think this means that each individual's personalities have been so changed that we can't tell who they really are, and everyone tries to fit into this "perfect circle" of life that we create, we can hardly tell the difference from one person to the next.
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The Blue girl can represent see no evil, and also sadness.
The Red girl can represent hear no evil, and also anger.
The Yellow girl can represent see no evil, and also happiness.
While the black girl can represent do no evil, and depression / and or loneliness.
And there is even deeper meaning in the lyrics.
Siinamotaさん was truly talented.
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from what i can tell this song is about things such as loosing innocence and growing up.
it starts off from when you are a little kid and playing around in mud puddles and toys with no cares in the world
then it goes to in middle school which is when lots of kids get confused about things like identity and experiment with different styles, such as being an athlete, goth, geek, ect.
next is high school when people begin to experiment with things such as sexual orientation, dating, and identity
then is college when people begin to experiment with drugs and begin to drink things like alcohol
the song uses color as a metaphor for things like identity and experiences, as some one grows up more and more experiences are added and turn into your personality, or in the songs case the more colors are added and mixed together
to the point where you forget what you started with
you can;t go back to your innocence just like how you can't un-mix colors
we all need to grow up eventually
and doing so makes us forget what it was like to be so pure and innocent as a young child
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I think the meaning of the different school ages "painting" themselves is shown in the picture where the kids cover themselves with their hands.
Yellow (elementary school): telling lies "painting mud" to grab more attention from society. (Painting mud "on their faces" could mean telling lies from their face/mouth.)
Red (middle school): dealing with overall depression now that their innocence of elementary school is gone by cutting their wrists "painting their wrists" or possibly using creativity to ease their mind by drawing on their wrists.
Blue (high school): changing their appearance "painting their hair" to be accepted in society.
Black (college student): accepting the world around them by loosing their true colors and breathing through corrupted lungs "painting their lungs". "Breathing through corrupted lungs" is a metaphor that means "becoming evil/tainted," which could very well be caused by society. Other theories also say that college students resort to drugs, alcohol, or specifically smoking for this case to deal with the pressure of society.
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This is what it means to me
"The days follow in this direction"
The world continues to do this. Fit in to be accepted. To not believe in anything so you won't be hated. To agree with everyone or be told your wrong and stupid.
" High-schoolers paint color into their hair "
They change their personalities and try to grab attention. Willing to do things like dye their hair and act differently.
"Elementary-schoolers paint mud onto their faces "
They change how they look at a young age to fit in with what is beautiful. Considering how they look they might think they're fine or ugly. People put on fake hair so it looks longer. Make up or "mud" covers their face so they can think they're beautiful.
When they can't tell the colors apart they can't tell people apart. People try to not to be a sore thumb and fit in with trending clothing, hair styles and makeup. In the end they covered up the thing that made them unique.
When Middle-schoolers paint color onto their arms they're scarring themselves. They're depressed or suicidal.
College students paint color onto their lungs. They're smoking. People can smoke for many reasons so I guess it depends.
When they are painted in colors they admit they changed in ways to fit in too. And even you have changed yourself in ways to fit in too.
Soon we forget who we really are and think that the changed us is us.
Mixing in venomous colors are things that can hurt you. You do things to fit in but they can be things that kill you or change your life in a negative way.
A cheery waltz is acting like every is fine and fun when really it's not.
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After listening to this song (and all of Siinamota-san's other works), I have to say, we lost a very talented and wonderful person. His songs are all very nice, and although I didn't know of him before this, I wish he were still here. But he's no longer here, so the only connection we can have is through his works.
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this may be a small thing, but I realized the sample with the static at 3:03 also plays in one ok rock's "introduction" on their niche album (predates a palette full of you by about 2 years). not sure if it was originally from one ok rock or if it's simply a generic sample from somewhere else, but if it's the former then that means powapowap used to listen to the album, which the themes are about not giving up and pushing through tough times. I know we know powapowap was struggling when he passed, but a little interesting thing I found :(
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This song is so sad... ; - ; (but so pretty, the music is really strange but catchy)
Myself I don't really want to grow up, and I'm sure I can understand a bit this song and maybe Powapowa-P but to think that it make him commit this... it's so sad I can't even really trust in it...
Thank you for all the amazing music you made during those 5-6 years, your style was so unique with a beautiful meaning. May you now rest in peace Mizoguchi Ryou...
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@thomazbarreto7322
7 years ago
I feel this is one of the crucial songs to understand PowaPowaP's main struggle when he was alive: growing up and loosing "Yourself". We don't need to go really far on the lyrics analysis. There are two each with two opposite events: Elementary Schoolers and Middle Schoolers is one, High Schoolers and Adults are other. The first opposition Is the passage from extreme childhood, when elementary schoolers paint mud on their faces attempting to get attention, to the mid-childhood when middle schoolers paint their arms and play normally. It's a trajectory from the state of "Individual" to the state of the "Collective". This trajectory happens again on the passage from a high-school where people desperate on trying to detach (high schoolers paint their hairs) towards a adult world like Japan's where the status quo is brutal, then Adults paint their lungs by smoking and conforming themselves with adulthood and the loss of their individuality. This is of great weight on PowaPowaP, after all he committed suicide by feeling like he lost his charm after he became an adult, and this song is exactly about this. May he rest in peace.
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