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Music Notes
A blog, generally about music, usually for projects hosted by Jeff is Gru in #2343485 . I may also write about the 48-Hour Media Prompt Challenge if I don't feel like writing a story or poem inspired by the given song. Other bits of poetry or different topics of discussion might end up here as well.
September 5, 2025 at 8:25pm September 5, 2025 at 8:25pm
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Prompt 5:
Espresso Macchiato, by Tommy Cash, from Eurovision
Today's prompt from Petra is a song, which I chose not to listen to nor to attempt to read the lyrics. For starters, the video she embedded is unavailable in the US, and when I googled the phrase she gave us, I was presented with a detailed Wikipedia page . Judging by the song's description, it isn't anything I would care to hear, but it does provide me with plenty to write about.
I've instinctively never tolerated stereotypes. I learned all the reasons why they're bad from an early age, reading stern warnings in my textbooks to not make jokes about one's “Italian temper” or “ginger hair” or anything else of that nature. My mom is Italian, which means she's had to put up with all manner of stereotyping over the course of her life. I've gotten by with less of it because I'm more Anglo, being half Irish…
We moved from the relatively metropolitan atmosphere of Florida to a small town in Tennessee when I was little, and oh boy, was it a culture shock. The locals didn't know what to make of us. In many ways, it was classic William Faulkner – a “crooked little town,” as a fellow outsider and nextdoor neighbor called it. One time, Mom was talking to the bus driver and shared her Italian background. He then repeatedly insisted, “oh, you're here because the Witness Protection Program sent you! You're in hiding because of the Mafia.” Sheesh. Even a neighbor lady from Chile, another outsider, leaned in close to Mom and asked her repeatedly “so what's the real reason you moved here?” Honestly, we could have asked her the same.
With this kind of upbringing, having to deal with a backwards, intolerant and insular community, I have a good amount of sympathy for the people criticizing this nonsensical song. An Estonian making jokes about Italians? Come on, how would he like it if someone wrote a song utilizing a bunch of Estonian stereotypes, written in a mashup of pidgin languages? He wouldn't be calling it playful and fun. Espresso Macchiato seems like an attention seeking cheap trick, attempting to go viral by sheer idiocy.
I do appreciate a little fun, certainly, and in fact I was just thinking not long ago about how touchy Italians can be with how others see their culture. Recently, there was a kerfuffle when a British news site reinterpreted an Italian dish by adding an ingredient. Italians were quite upset and insisted it could no longer be called the original name if it wasn't the same dish. All I could think of was that it didn't sound like a very appetizing recipe in the first place 
I've learned a few terms from this: Macaronic, broccolino, Italian brainrot, Dolmio, and the existence of a casino called Wigan and a 1982 Danish movie perspective on the US called 66 Scenes from America. None of it is anything I'm particularly interested in, except perhaps to marvel at how strange worldly culture is. I'm fascinated by the ways countries view each other, and it's somewhat amusing to stand back and see two European countries getting uptight when others around the globe may not know where to find either one of them on the map.
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September 5, 2025 at 6:23am September 5, 2025 at 6:23am
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My fifth Barrel of Monkeys track is another deep cut from OneRepublic's 2013 album Native. I pulled it off a list of 1R tracks with slightly over 25 million streams.
What it Sounds Like
Listening to it now, with my new earbuds - I'm pretty sure for the first time - I don't hear anything particularly notable about the music. It has pretty standard Native style production, with hints of the soaring synths of Au Revoir and other deep cuts. I might call it bland. Perhaps that's why it slipped under my radar for several years.
This time around, I realize Burning Bridges has no bridge… Well, that's ironic! I've known this song since 2017, and I never picked up the pun. I know Ryan did that on purpose, because he did it a few years later in 1R’s 2021 song Savior, where he mentioned the word “bridge” at the bridge. A double irony is that he quite literally has burned his (musical) bridges down these days.
What It Means
The meaning is perhaps the most interesting part of Burning Bridges. I remember being fascinated by two prevailing interpretations of the idiomatic titular expression. On Genius, it was explained as either a positive theme or a negative one.
Negatively, it could be seen as asking to be set free from the relationship. I prefer the positive interpretation, which makes more sense in the context. The narrator sees how valuable the relationship is, sees how he keeps forming unhealthy connections to things beyond it, and is asking for the bridges he's built to everything that could pull him away from it to be destroyed.
Perhaps the best way to explain it is with a visual. I see a couple standing on an island, hand in hand, surrounded by bridges on fire. All they have is each other, and that's all they want.
In my Genius days, I used to love drawing from Ryan's Christian upbringing to help interpret his songs. This one has a clear resemblance to gospel type themes, of wanting nothing to distract from what is seen as the greatest relationship of them all. Even the purifying aspect of fire is significant.
Personal Significance
Despite my initial fascination with Burning Bridges, I've let it slip away from me over the years. I remember I was vacationing in South Carolina when I wrote down the lyrics and proposed explanations for it on Genius. Many memories were made that year, as summer slipped into autumn and I explored the state while exploring music as well.
I'm glad I had an excuse to play it again. It's a song I've been telling myself I should go back and listen to, ever since I saw it listed in a recent article describing 1R deep cuts (all of which I'm intimately familiar with.)
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