FROM THE ARCHIVES: 1982. A dark, brooding synth pop song about weariness and perpetual crisis. Everybody hit the dance floor. B/U Vox: Caz Camberline, TK
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Story behind the song
The crises revolving around the Polish labor struggles which were the first signs of the crumbling of the old Soviet Union were in the news. I was recovering from a broken leg. It was raining. And I was taking a synthesizer class that gave me access to a then-ancient Mini-Moog synthesizer.
Lyrics
2 DAZED 2 CARE
Turn down this street
back down that alley
there is no escape and there is no stalling
The future is here
and it's more of the past
All I remember
is falling and falling
Leave me alone
just let me be
with wounds this deep
they just have to bleed
Desperation is short supply
I used up my panic in the crises last year
It's hard to worry, it's hard to care
when you're so tired of anger
and you're so tired of fear
No point in crying, laughing or dreaming
no point in love, no % in fear
desperation is in short supply
so tired of anger
2 dazed 2 care
Copyright 1981
T.K. Major