Tuesday, February 25, 2025
Time: 7:45 PM
Song: Freak on a Leash
Artist: Korn
Mode of Consumption: Listening to MP3s while coming home from Taco supper at Aunt Betty’s
Link to song: https://open.spotify.com/track/6W21LNLz9Sw7sUSNWMSHRu?si=42aee463a17e45ea
We turn onto Quinn Road, a hilly rural road that cuts east to west off Route 40 just north of Sterling. We’re the only ones out on this dark February night in Illinois. It’s warm. Temps near, maybe even in the 50s, during the sunny afternoon. A complete change from the week below when there was snow cover and below zero temperatures.
Korn’s song starts to wind down into the nonsense breakdown that is most of the las two minutes of the lyrics.
Somewhere I am sure Korn fan just went ballistic. How can you call it nonsense?
I am not calling the song nonsense. Just that the lyrics devolve into sounds, and it’s likely the defining moment of the song for those us from the 90s, even though it’s tough define even what is happening.
“Kelly used to be able to do this really well,” Jodi says, remembering a mutual friend from high school.
I think: What do you call this breakdown of words? I am sure there’s something technical term, either in literature or music. Onomatopoeia? Maybe, but not sure it quite fits.
When I get home, I decide to look up what the lyrics say. According to genius.com:
Boom-da-da-mmm-dum-na-ee-ma.
Followed by
Da-boom-da-da-mmm-dum-na-ee-ma. Several times.
Then in the bridge following this section alternating lines finish with the phrases “ming-a-ooh” and then there is one “hee-a-hoo.”
I’m not sure this clears anything up for me. I think I have to respect that within the context of the song, this nonsense not only works, but make sense.
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