According to Ian McCulloch Killing Moon is more than just a song. It´s a psalm, almost hymnal. Released on January 20 1984, Echo and the Bunnymen post- punk masterpiece The Killing Moon from their seminal record Ocean Rain has been often put under the microscope in a desperate attempt to discern the complex and perplexing lyrics. Perhaps the song is about everything, from birth death to eternity and God, whatever that is, and the eternal battle between fate and the human will. I guess it´s impossible to escape that conclusion, the same conclusion his composer reached a long hell time ago. But for me, the song reminds me of my colossal failure as a human being because I can still picture myself in that room, completely on my own, tasting the beauty of the lyrics, grasping the universal. The sad moors. The mysterious path leading to the death of the valley. It goes without saying that I got tense every time I hear those magic and haunting lyrics:
in startlit nights,
I saw you
So cruelly you kissed me
Your lips a magic world
Your sky, all hung with jewels
The killing moon
Will come too soon
Maybe it is the gloomy atmosphere. Maybe it is the
wine. Maybe I am caught up in my own pain. But it is late and I have consented my
memory to bring those bitter memories. So, I am the only one to be blamed for
feeling blue. The thing is that I am widely verse in the dealing with strange
thoughts, but in this case, in this particular moment, this song does not help
because it does not matter how many times, I hear the Killing Moon
by Echo and The Bunnymen, it always has and it always will give me
goosebumps.
After listening to the Killing Moon, the despair is always there with me. It´s like this song drags my past into the light when I would prefer to keep it in the
darkness. But I still love it because it got a timeless quality. Anyway, I would like to believe that one day I will overcome the pain
of knowing that the killing time is unwillingly mine.
Sergio Calle Llorens
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