Interpretations:You're On Fire
- 1 Meeting someone with explosive temper
- 2 Or Spontaneous Combustion?
- 3 Ghost Rider
- 4 Aloof party conversation
- 5 Picking up a girl at an accident scene
- 6 Two Great Tastes that Taste Great Together
- 7 Instigator Narrator
- 8 A literal combustible head
- 9 Lack of Empathy / Self-centeredness
- 10 Celebrity Worship
- 11 A Girl Walks into a Bar...
- 12 A Pretentious Know-it-all
- 13 Ableism
Meeting someone with explosive temper
This song seems to be loosely about someone meeting a person with an explosive temper and/or rage issues, having only known about such people from reading an article in a newspaper or magazine. -- CJSF 11:37, 25 February 2013 (EST)
Or Spontaneous Combustion?
Familiar Linnell leitmotifs of forgetting (We Want a Rock) and Heads (I'm a Human Head; Put your hand inside the puppethead; Back to Skull EP - you get the idea?) and Death (Too many songs to list). I take the song to be a realist dealing with the surreal sight of a someone spontaneously combusting and the immediate consequences, the dead person's car being taken away. Like late Giants songs the lyrics are less ambitious or dense than earlier efforts and smothered in the usual Linnell ambiguity to detach himself from the subject matter.
Unusually for Linnell it contains one lazy lyric that screams filler - "The lights are low/The music is extremely loud/You're hard to get to know/But you're easy to spot in a crowd". Amazed this wasn't re-written. It's terrible. Like many Giants song, you are allowed to make of it will. What makes my head explode is that when I bought my first They Might Giants records - it really was a record; now I find myself listening to it legally streaming on the Rolling Stone website. Bizarre. Still a really good start to Nanobots.
- I think it's just about someone encountering someone with red hair for the first time. —Preceding unsigned comment added by 184.108.40.206 (talk) 22:35, 3 March 2013
- When you complain about the "You're hard to get to know/But you're easy to spot in a crowd" line, you are contradicting your own interpretation, because this fits perfectly with the interpretation that this is someone who is making friends with a person who has an "explosive" temper. I do agree that overall, it's a great start to Nanobots, though. -- 21 April 2013
- what about... BOOGITYBOOGITY. ? --220.127.116.11 21:10, 8 March 2013 (EST)
Aloof party conversation
This song, to me, is about people who talk about articles they read. The singer meets someone who is on fire, and instead of reacting to it in any normal way (yelling, scurrying for water or a fire alarm, administering first aid) they turn it into a conversation piece by talking about an article they read about it. The line "I forgot your name. Whatever." implies that the singer is self-absorbed and aloof.
I totally agree with this. In my life I've encountered a few people who are so self-absorbed and proud of their useless (and often outright false) knowledge that they take every opportunity to show it off. They will usually try to hide the fact that they're showing off by expressing their knowledge as though it were common. Sometimes if these people aren't socially adept, they will disregard the inappropriate or invasive nature of their useless knowledge. A recent example: I'm talking to some guy about how my girlfriend's grandmother was a sociopath. This jackass tries to tell me that sociopathy is almost always hereditary, and my girlfriend could "develop" it at any point in her life. I don't know where he heard this, but it sounds like the kind of thing could be twisted out of some article that said it might be hereditary because there was like one instance of multiple sociopaths in the same family and it wasn't even confirmed by any reliable sources. Since whoever reads these dumb articles can safely assume the person they're talking to hasn't read them, they can skew the facts all they want in hopes of appearing more knowledgeable and getting more attention for their crappy useless little bits of information. In this same vein, these types of people will often point out something trivial and pretend it's a big deal ("is that your car they're towing? I'm pretty sure that's your car") just to fit in or get attention (we know it's not actually their car; the speaker just sees a car getting towed and wants to elicit a reaction in the listener).
tl;dr This song is about idiots who make stupid things seem significant just to get people riled up. Because hey, they read an article about it! There's no way they're lying!
Picking up a girl at an accident scene
I hear this song as someone who is REALLY oblivious trying to make conversation with a girl who was just in a car accident and has caught fire.
The man is trying to play it cool and is so nervous he doesn't realize what's going on. "Yeah. I've read about those combustable heads. Hey! They're towing your car! I don't think you can park there!" —Preceding unsigned comment added by 18.104.22.168 (talk) 22:29, 12 March 2013
Two Great Tastes that Taste Great Together
Much like how the title track is an analogy concerning nanobots, describing having kids, but with the analogy so prolonged that it's about nanobots themselves as much as it's about kids? I'd say the 'Explosive Temper' hypothesis and the 'Spontaneous Combustion' hypothesis are both correct -- the idea of someone being a hothead, literally (what with being on fire), as an analogy to someone figuratively a hothead (what with having anger management issues).
This is also seen in Lie Still, Little Bottle, where the narrator is learning a lesson from the pill-bottle in the normal way, while within the construct of the analogy, the bottle itself is singing and talking and holding hands. YoungWilliam 03:08, 14 March 2013 (EDT)
- The more I listen to the song, the more I agree with this, plus maybe some redhead references to boot. -- CJSF (talk) 09:49, 25 April 2013 (EDT)
Agree on the explosive temper/short fuse--which the narrator seems to delight in igniting. Not, "uh-oh, this person gets kind of pissed," but "Right on! Let's see what buttons I can push." "Easy to spot in a crowd" implies someone prone to public hissy fits--a volatile person "hard to get to know" due to his/her anger management deficiencies. CallMeMommyMarshmello
A literal combustible head
The meaning of this song is quite obvious. The person who it's about has just encounter someone who has a literal combustible head (he probably just bought it from the same store that sells prosthetic foreheads) and he thinks it's pretty cool so he keeps trying to make inane conversation with the cool guy with the combustible head. Sort of like the way you kept trying to get close to the kid with the best pokemon cards in primary school.
Lack of Empathy / Self-centeredness
While reading a comic about what it would be like if we treated physical ailments like mental illness, I realized there was a strong parallel to this song. "Have you tried just not having the flu?"
In an effort to justify the situation, without considering the need to actually correct it, one associates what's in front of them with whatever they know. "I read an article all about them." So, while someone agonizes in front of them, the narrator is patting himself on the back that he's managed the intellectual feat of identifying the problem.
Then off he goes, smug and satisfied. And the subject continues to sizzle.
Edit: Even worse, the narrator continually informs the subject that they are on fire. "No, really? Thanks, I needed to be told that."
And, of course, he ensures he's not lying, because it's so very possible the subject doesn't know their incredibly painful and dangerous state.
Essentially the song is a collection of awkward social interactions that come with fame and celebrity. This interpretation basically centers around the phrase "You're on fire" is an idiom that is used to congratulate someone for their recent (and sustained) success. Therefore the combustible head is simply a famous face. The first stanza basically describes someone who has seen a famous person and even though they can't remember their name they've felt this urge to come up and say something obvious, something that person would be aware of already, such "you were in that show" or "your head is on fire."
The next encounter with the parked car describes the narrator chasing after someone to warn them their car is being towed. As that person turns around to respond the narrator notices their "head's on fire," (ie: they've got a famous face) and just forgets what they were saying and blurts out the obvious. This encounter also establishes that the combustible head is not immediately apparent. It is only after the narrator gets their attention that he realizes they're "on fire." If their entire head was literally on fire that would probably be the first thing out of their mouth.
The chorus reinforces simply reinforces these themes. These are the sort of people you read articles about and just assume you know them, at least enough to just come up on the street and engage with them... even if you can't remember their name. There is a level of familiarity that the narrator feels to these people even though he clearly doesn't actually know any of them. Furthermore, the narrator insists they "won't lie," which again comes up a lot in celebrity encounters. That need to say "I won't lie, I loved that thing you did" or "I won't lie I wasn't a fan of that other thing you did." It's weird and unnecessary and not how you'd talk to a normal person, but the presence of celebrity kind of melts peoples brains slightly.
The last encounter, presumably in a night club, is the only one that doesn't involve the narrator simply running up and shouting something dumb. It simply reinforces the isolating nature of a "combustible head." "You're hard to get to know, but you're easy to spot in a crowd," they can't have normal social interactions because most people have this weird reaction to them and their head separate them from everyone else. Even when it is dark and loud, something about them makes them stand out.
A Girl Walks into a Bar...
"Hi, I forgot your name, whatever" - Going out of their way to not remember someone's name
"My point is" - Trying to turn everything into an argument
"Oh damn, you must've got one of them combustible heads" - Making light of someone's genuine anger at being harassed
"I read an article all about them" - My cursory glance at biased articles outweighs your lived experiences with this subject
Repeating "You're on fire, I won't lie, combustible head" - Trying to make a spectacle out of the situation
"Is that your car they're towing? I'm pretty sure that's your car" - Getting the police involved to harass them
"You're hard to get to know, but you're easy to spot in a crowd" - Doesn't care about this person's personality or even their humanity, clocks them and attempts to make sure everyone knows
Yyyyeah, this song is about an awful jerk harassing some poor trans woman at a bar.
A Pretentious Know-it-all
I see this song as some guy trying to push a narrative that someone had this random, strange affliction that they read once about in an article somewhere. The person they're talking to just so happens to have red hair, and the narrator thinks they've got a "Combustible Head", whatever that is.
To me, these lyrics seem very much like a 'greatest hits' of casually ableist things people say to someone with a visible disability. Right off the bat, the subject's personhood is shoved aside to talk, inanely, about their obvious disability. It's not just "I forget your name" but "I forget your name, whatever." Clearly, their identity isn't important, not when the narrator could instead tell the person whose head is on fire that their head is on fire, as if they somehow might not be aware of it. The self-importance of the guy who "read an article all about them" trumps the experience of the person who lives with their head on fire. Or maybe he thinks he deserves a gold star for having read that article, like his actual behavior towards someone with a disability doesn't matter because he earned a merit badge in empathy that absolves him from ever having to demonstrate it.
In that context, the recurring "I won't lie" smacks of someone congratulating themselves for their honesty: why yes, I see that your head is on fire, and I'm not afraid to mention it! Obviously I am a good person, talking to someone so obviously combustible-headed. They must appreciate someone who tells it like it is instead of looking down on them, which I can't possibly be doing by reducing them to the role of 'person with a combustible head.'
When you're disabled, people seem to have no shame in derailing any mundane conversation into being about your disability - Do you need to do something about your car being towed? Nope, too late, this conversation is about your disability because someone just noticed it and has a pressing need to talk about it. Trying to go clubbing? Time for some truisms! People assume that your disability defines you - you must be hard to get to know, because they can't imagine what more there is to know beyond "is disabled." And people will always be hyperaware of your disability. You'll always stand out in a crowd, like your head is on fire or something.
Saying "As I'm sure you're aware / you've got one of those rare combustible heads" is doubly maddening: the narrator acknowledges that the person whose head is on fire must understand their own situation, but places no value on their perspective, bulldozing straight past them to go right back to his own take based on having read an article all about it. (I bet that article said that yoga cures combustible-headedness.)