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What’s the meaning behind the lyrics of a Warm WiFi song?
Hi, my name’s Logan, and on this blog, ‘Cobwebs to the Loom’, I’ll break down what some of the lyrics mean, and fun facts about how each song was written!
The name ‘Cobwebs to the Loom’ is a bit metaphorical: take the tangled cobweb of lyrics in a Warm WiFi song, sort out the patterns and yarns on a loom, and reveal the meaning behind the words.
Cobwebs to the Loom: Thursday, Feb 22, 2024
“Bricks and Brawn”
Bricks and Brawn is basically the plot of an early 00’s indie flick. Picture Michael Cera and Paul Rudd as teens, growing up in rural New Jersey. Besides your standard high school drama, these two share a common love of amateur filmmaking. After school, they’ll bike to the local Wawa, grab “PopTarts, French toast sticks, and some Peter Pan” peanut butter, then they’ll spend the whole evening in the kitchen, “planning out the score where the protagonist goes missing”.
What’s the conflict of this film? Both kids want to make it big, and see their films on the big screen. But however their big break comes around, the two teens are inseparable. And they refuse to part ways when one of them gets a call from Warner Bros, or Disney Channel.
So that’s the narrative for this song. The singer talks about how he and his best friend have spent their whole lives making movies and dreaming of making it big. His friend is always supported him, even at the expense of his own self: “You build me up with bricks and brawn. But when you get to yourself, the bricks are all gone.” And it’s only inevitable that the two will have to part ways someday. That’s the tragedy of a high school friendship going long distance. And once the singer is on his own, he realizes how much he misses his old friend. “I only miss you when it’s 3 AM, and I get swallowed by my thoughts of dread.”
Maybe they’ll meet again. But maybe this is the start of the next big chapter of their lives. And as much as it stings, it’s necessary that they break ties.
Cobwebs to the Loom: Wednesday, Jan 31, 2024
“Rezzy”
“Can I go back up to the rezzy again?” ‘Rezzy’ in this case refers to a reservoir; Dillon Reservoir. There are any number of nicknames like this scattered across Summit County. If you ever get a chance to go Nordic skiing at the Frisco Adventure Park, there’s a signpost hidden away that says “M’Rezy”, which marks a trail that runs right along the frozen Dillon Reservoir in winter.
The reservoir is an incredible sight all year round. I’ve always been humbled by the beautiful place my family and friends get to grow up in. Every morning, the drive to our high school would take us up over Swam Mountain, and at the summit, all of a sudden, we were always struck by an incredibly picturesque view. The snow-capped Ten Mile mountain range and the crisp, frozen water in the beautiful massive reservoir.
In this context, “Rezzy” is bottled-up nostalgia. It’s a song on The Coffee Break EP that will definitely get a refresh down the line. With most of my songs, I often have no idea what message I’m trying to convey until I start writing the lyrics, and a theme emerges. With ‘Rezzy’, the lyrics capture moments of being a teen in Summit County. “Speeding ‘round the corner in your terrible hair. Humming all the lyrics to our future somewhere.” Late-night drives to the movies, or to go night skiing, or bar hopping, or having bonfires with friends… those were the days.
The song also mentions that it wasn’t perfect. I have so many fond memories of growing up, and in my head, I constantly waffle between whether a memory was wonderful or flawed. Nostalgia, paired with the electric guitars and 80’s drum beat, make it so that I love thinking back to all those nights, getting into trouble with my high school friends. “Me and my friends don’t want to be famous, we just like it the way it is.” At the same time, “I’m just trying to be honest, me and my friends were never flawless.”
Maybe that’s what I love most about this song: given enough time and reminiscing, all the flaws just become good memories. Given enough time, we can grow to be thankful for our little hometown. And the people we grew up with. :)
