Poetic Beauty

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Sit Kitty Sit, Mike Thompson, Kat Downs
Kat and Mike in Seattle


By: Mike Thompson, Drums of Thunder

I’ll tell you this like I tell everyone else- you reeeeaally need to read Kat’s lyrics. They’re incredible. Or at least, I think so. I get asked if I have a favorite and I really don’t because I can’t leave any out, so I tell people to go read them all. But, I’ll try to pick some of my favorite excerpts to give you a starting point.

“The Push” first inspired me only because it was the first song we ever played together, and those lyrics are fucking mind boggling. But then came the first song we ever played in our first official rehearsal, “In The Morning”. After Kat told me the backstory for that one I just had to read the lyrics. She said the song was about when she lived in the Tenderloin District of San Francisco and what it was like to walk out her front door every morning on her way to work. When I read the lyrics they so perfectly described it and I was like “fuck, this is awesome”. Here’s the Pre-Chorus to Chorus:

Businessmen, transients, mothers racing off to destinations
Newspapers, credible headlines
Children with no education
Coffee conglomerates hypnotizing barely conscious nations
People are laughing and smiling
It reeks of beautiful life
Beautiful life
In the morning

-“In the Morning”, Sit Kitty Sit

The opening verse of “Waterstain” sets a cool scene for me. I picture a Sunday morning on a snowy day in winter, quietly reflecting over coffee in front of a fire. That sounds really nice to me, the freezing outside and the warmth inside. I really like winter sometimes.

Winter calling
Gotta little fresh on a killer magazine
Sunday scene
Gotta little heart on my sleeve
And a little coffee on the table leaf

– “Waterstain”, Sit Kitty Sit

What I love about her lyrics is that they’re anything but boring or cliche. There’s a really creative use of words and imagery with very little repetition. On stage, I always find myself shouting along to a particular line from “Superbia”, To break my fall from grace, which is such a great line.

Then there’s that center section in “Purge”:

I can just see me there under the surface
A Freudian slip hidden under my dress
As I twiddle my thumbs in anticipation
Cross dressing apathy
Open-heart sex
And she scabs over slowly
Her pain isn’t real
She’s calling her angels
They’re drunk at the wheel
She twists it off slowly
It bleeds as it comes

– “Purge”, Sit Kitty Sit

I mean seriously. That is just perfect. And it’s just not that often you see stuff like this in pop or rock music. That’s one of the great things about her writing, it’s unpredictable. I never know what’s going to happen, and I love it.

Currently, I’m tooootally into Blood & Bones. I think it’s one of our finest pieces, and I especially love the 4th verse which I feel is kind of haunting and gives a sense of the unknown:

Living here with strangers
We were driving through the storm with one eye closed
Never sensing danger
Or sensing what the future holds
I didn’t see your shadow
Slip beneath the stars
And we escaped into the night
But not without our scars

– “Blood and Bones”, Sit Kitty Sit

Damn, that shit is gold! What’s funny though, is the 2nd verse goes like this…
Choosing one direction
We were always just a day behind
Never catching up, never catching up with time
I didn’t hear the heartbreak
I didn’t see the sign
And somehow all these dots and dashes
Blurred into a line

…and I end up singing that part more! It just gets stuck in my brain, but I think I like the other verse better. I don’t know. I love them all, dammit!!

Anyhoo, the point of all this is that I’ve gotten chills more than once from reading the lyrics in context while listening to the tunes, and you as well should do yourself the service and feel that special feeling too 🙂

2 Responses

  1. David Thompson

    I couldn’t agree with you more Mike, and I really love the passion and zeal with which you describe your reaction to Kat’s lyrics.
    What I love about her lyrics and the music you all compose to go along with them is the way they hit me both viscerally and intellectually at the same time, like all good art does. Sit Kitty Sit is truly classic rock in that sense, and the classical training-both in the words and the music-shines through in every song. It’s almost as if one of the classical composers like Lizst or Chopin were still alive and composing today in the 21st century because of course, were that to be true, they still would be pushing the boundaries of music and creating new sounds as they did when they were alive.
    The use of your classical training in creating something new brings to mind some of the best of Emerson, Lake, and Palmer, and the poetry is as fine as the brilliant work of Patti Smith or Jim Morrison. My clumsy attempts at describing how your music affects me may not do your work justice, but the artists I have mentioned are ones whom I have marvelled at since I was a child, and still do today. Now there is another pair of musicians and another poet to join that group in my head, my heart, and my bones; Kat, Mike, and Sit Kitty Sit.

    • Sit Kitty Sit

      Thank you, David. That really means a lot. A lot – a lot. xoxoxox –kat

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