Jack Johnson: Rodeo Clowns Meaning
Rodeo Clowns Lyrics
yeah turn on the lights, gettin ready for tonight
nobody's romancing cuz it's too early for dancin
but here comes the music
bright lights flashing to cover up your lack of so
many people, so many...
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"what they really need, is just a little room to breath" Jack talks alot about meditation, which he probably learned while surfing because surfing is meditation. What they really need is meditation or to get into nature by themselves...but instead they try and find it in a bar with a bunch of distractions from what they need. partying is just a distraction from mindfulness. Unless you have mindfulness than its a fun time. in other words you cant substitue partying for knowing your true self and you can find your true self from practicing mindfulness and meditation and getting away from the heard.
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I’m probably over-thinking but to me it Sounds like a description of the an outside observer, watching the “herd”- everyone seeking meaning in their life by partying, when no happiness can really be found there. what looks on the outside like a fun time is often someone desperate for affection, or to drown out their pain. “Romancing” is reduced to hookups in dance clubs. The revelers simply become part of the “herd” and it is kind of sad. Nice to hear a song with some social commentary and depth rather than just superficiality.
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