It could also be meant sarcastically, as if he's telling the label to eff off. I like the fact that Volbeat leaves the ending open to interpretation, because the last line is "thank you very much for listening," which is often how bands address the audience of execs at the end of their showcases. 'Still Counting' Counting all the assholes in the room Well Im definitely not alone, well Im not alone Youre a liar, youre a cheater, youre a fool Well thats just like me yoohoo and I know you too Mr. The last stanza describes the artist finally realizing that the industry is run like a sort of mafia. They want to change the artist or the music somehow to fit with the catalog that the label is trying to build, but without overly stepping on the toes of an existing label artist (or sometimes, deliberately stepping on the toes of an existing artist). When a label actually likes an artist, it's never as-they-come. Very rarely do labels send outright rejections. The audience will have been instructed to act overwhelmingly receptive to the music, regardless of their personal tastes (music seemed to comfort).Īt the end, the artist will either be offered a "development" contract, which grants the label certain rights to the artist with no promise of return for the artist's investment or they'll simply get radio silence from the label.
They'll have full production support, including PA and lighting design (lights ran through the colors). An auditorium at the headquarters will be filled with middle-management and executives (read: assholes) and the artist will have between 15 and 30 minutes to show off. When an artist has a lot of money behind them, but the label internally passed on signing them, they'll put on a "showcase" to make the backers believe that the artist had a fair shot.
My InterpretationI thought it was about the process of getting signed to a label. Counting all the assholes in the room Well, Im definitely not alone Well, Im not alone Youre a liar, youre a cheater, youre a fool Well, thats just like me, ooh hoo And I know you too Mister Perfect dont exist, my little friend And I tell you that again And I do it again Counting all the assholes in the room Well, Im definitely not alone Well Im. Perfect don't exist my little friend And I tell you that again And I do it again Counting all the assholes in the room Well I'm definitely. You're a liar, you're a cheater, you're a fool Well that's just like me yoohoo And I know you too Mr.
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