"A Seat at the Table" by Big Bliss – A Song Feature

 

     The social awareness and shared angst will be the longer-term motivation for frequently returning to the single from Big Bliss, but it was the guitar-driven bridge that originally attracted us to "A Seat at the Table." The bridge starts halfway through the almost four-minute song.
 
     The story behind "A Seat at the Table” is laid out at the Bandcamp site that allows streaming and purchase of the song (https://bigbliss.bandcamp.com/track/a-seat-at-the-table-3). Briefly, the lyrics were written by vocalist Tim Rice while under the influence of Covid and while watching the events of January 6, 2021. The accounting of the happenings during the lives of Tim and others in his generation is far from favorable, but they are insightful and somehow provide a positive rallying point.
 
     Big Bliss was started by brothers Cory Rice (drums) and Tim Race (guitar) in 2015. They were recently joined by Rose Blanshe (bass). The Brooklyn-based trio is preparing to release its second LP, “Vital Return” via Good Eye Records. The release date is August 18, 2023.
 
     "A Seat at the Table" by Big Bliss

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Lyrics of "A Seat at the Table" by Big Bliss
I heard the sigh of the tired collective
Bellow above me
Then it’s muffled in austerity
Familiar, another disaster
In my generation
Body counting as a ceremony
Bury, bury it deeper
I should work harder
Metal bursting from machinery
The spirit, the beauty of patience
I should drink water
Oh the fiction of autonomy
 
Please don’t let it go to waste
Please don’t let it go to waste
Please don’t ever go away
 
I felt the beat of the passenger pulses
Drumming around me
Disappearing from our memory
Familiar, another event
And the victims by proxy
The promise of prosperity
I’m chasing, or being chased
I just have to be smarter
Needle the bandit coming after me
Get even, climb up the ladder
That keeps growing taller
Maybe bring it up in therapy
 
Please don’t let it go to waste
Please don’t let it go to waste
Please don’t ever go away
 
We see that our seat has been taken
Our seat at the table
The wrong place, the wrong time
The wrong reasons
Fish in a barrel
Existence of evil
The bedrock of my memory
Shifting, clang in the darkness
I learn who I am
In the crush of an atrocity
Set on us, since we got started
Since we began
Able-bodied for the company
 
Please don’t let it go to waste
Please don’t let it go to waste
Please don’t ever look away
Please don’t ever go away