SONG OF THE WEEK – ANNA SUN

For readers who are in a hurry, let me state the lesson that should be taken from this post right here in the first sentence:  Entropy is real.

Technically, entropy is a measure of the ways in which a thermodynamic system may be arranged.  It is essentially the only law of physics that depends on time moving ever forward.  According to the Second Law of Thermodynamics, a closed system will become more random and less ordered over time.  The term has taken on a less formal meaning and, in common usage, implies that everything becomes less orderly if left to its own devices.

Performing simple tasks of household maintenance, as I have been doing over the past few days, certainly brings principle home1.  A severe hail storm last year left some tiny dents in our vinyl siding and some mold had started growing in those dents on the North side of the house.  As I was cleaning that, I noticed a window or two needed painting.  Of course, if you neglect the painting the wood will rot.  I also noticed some cracks in a concrete and cinder block planter.  Cracks, you know, have a tendency to widen and lengthen and spread if they are not repaired.

Consequently, I picked “Anna Sun” by Walk the Moon because it begins, “Screen falling off the door, door hanging off the hinges” and the most memorable part of the chorus is “What do you know?  This house is falling apart/What can I say?  This house is falling apart.”

Those lyrics would lead one to believe that the song, indeed, tells us of entropy.  I think it does, but the band probably does not think that.  Walk the Moon is a four-man indie rock band from Cincinnati, Ohio.  Lead singer Nicholas Petricca, and at least some of the other members, attended Kenyon College, which is a small, prestigious liberal arts school.  Anna Sun is an associate professor of Sociology and Asian Studies at Kenyon2.  The song was named after her, though she did not have any of the band members in her classes.  Some of them were in a philosophy class taught by her husband, another Kenyon professor.

Petricca has said that the song is “about college, about maintaining that little bit of being a kid.  Don’t be afraid to play.”  Indeed, the lyrics reference the South parking Lot and the West Mezzanine and other things that mean almost nothing to those of us who have never been to Kenyon.  From the video produced by the band, it is apparent that they are essentially talking about a party for graduation or the end of a school year.

So how does entropy fit in?  Let’s start with “a little bit of being a kid.”  By the time any human being reaches middle age, he or she knows that the human body is a prime example of entropy in action.  If you don’t watch your diet, engage in reasonable exercise, get enough sleep and generally lead a healthy lifestyle, tissues and organs and systems will rapidly deteriorate.  Even the twenty-something kids in Walk the Moon write, “My feet are still sore, my back is on the fringes.”

Also consider the college students attending the year-end party.  Over the following months and years, those men and women will move across the country and around the world.  There are many of us who now think of a best friend from college or high school as “some guy I used to know.”  A focused effort to keep in touch with old friends can counteract the more easily achieved result of losing touch.  However, entropy is real.

Think, too, about the areas of study that brought the students to Kenyon in the first place.  How many of them with a degree in Art History are going to end up taking a job with a catering company.  The specialized knowledge they now have will be all but forgotten unless they make some effort to continue to study and apply what has been learned.

The whole concept of knowledge and the workings of the human mind are subject to an insidious form of entropy.  Unless we humans continue to think, to do crossword puzzles, to play the quizzes on funtrivia.com, to keep learning, we open ourselves to various forms of dementia as we age.

I could go on and talk about entropy in our spiritual pursuits, in or families, in rotting trees, in landslides . . ..  I think you understand already, though.  Entropy is real and it takes a focused effort and an infusion of energy to keep it in check.

There is energy in “Anna Sun.”  In 2011, it was named “Song of the Summer” by Esquire, MTV and Seventeen.  It has a good beat and the kids can dance to it.

Anna Sun
By Nicholas Lerangis, Nicholas Petricca, Adam David Reifsnyder and Adrian Galvin

Screen falling off the door, door hanging off the hinges
My feet are still sore, my back is on the fringes
We tore up the walls, we slept on couches
We lifted this house, we lifted this house

Fire-crackers in the east, my car parked south
Your hands on my cheeks, your shoulder in my mouth
I was up against the wall on the west mezzanine
We rattle this town, we rattle this scene

O, Anna Sun!
O, Anna Sun!

What do you know? this house is falling apart
What can I say? this house is falling apart
We got no money, but we got heart
We’re gonna rattle this ghost town
This house is falling apart

Screen falling off the door, door hanging off the hinges
My feet are still sore, my back is on the fringes
We were up against the wall on the west mezzanine
We rattle this town, we rattle this scene

O, Anna Sun!
O, Anna Sun!

What do you know? this house is falling apart
What can I say? this house is falling apart
We got no money, but we got heart
We’re gonna rattle this ghost town

What do you know? this house is falling apart
What can I say? this house is falling apart
We got no money, but we got heart
We’re gonna rattle this ghost town
This house is falling apart

This house is falling apart

Live my life without
Station wagon rides
Fumbling around the back
Not one seat belt on
Wait for summertime
Coming up for air
Now it’s all a wash
Now it’s all a wash

Live my life without
Coming up for air
Now it’s all a wash
I want everyone
Racing down the hill
I am faster than you
Wait for summertime
Wait for summertime

O, Anna Sun!
O, Anna Sun!

Sun!

What do you know? this house is falling apart
What can I say? this house is falling apart
We got no money, but we got heart
We’re gonna rattle this ghost town

What do you know? this house is falling apart
What can I say? this house is falling apart
We got no money, but we got heart
We’re gonna rattle this ghost town

This house is falling apart
This house is falling apart
This house is falling apart

We’re gonna rattle this ghost town

This house is falling apart
This house is falling apart

Copyright: Adam Reifsnyder Publishing, Anna Sun Music, Sony/ATV Allegro, Songs Of Smp, Adriangalvinsongs, Nicholasnicholas Music

 

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1.  I don’t like putting smiley faces in a blog post, but if I did, I would add something here like ☺ to indicate that this is a feeble attempt at humor.

2.  Sun’s most recent book, Confucianism as a World Religion:  Contested Histories and Contemporary Realities, published in 2013, has received several awards.  Apparently, since they are well-mannered Midwest kids, Walk the Moon asked Ms. Sun for permission to use her name.  She gave that permission, but then asked for a copy of the lyrics.  She objected to some because she thought them too suggestive.  You know how kids are, though.  The band refused to change what had been written – though they did apologize for making her feel uneasy.

12 thoughts on “SONG OF THE WEEK – ANNA SUN

  1. Hey guys,

    I so love coming out here and reading BOTH of your entries. It is like you both write this blog. Love it. I, too, am coming up against entropy at its best with my own home. In fact, a friend and I were lamenting the other day about housework. She said that, if you leave something for a later time, it just builds up. If you tackle it now, while you are thinking of it, things are much smoother around your home. I thought that was simple, wise advice.

    It sounds like Bob has this down from what I just read. I would love to have you living nearby so that I could ask a hand in understanding my own plumbing better. I am self-taught on all matters house repair and plumbing is the ONE area that my back bristles up thinking about all the disasters I’ve created in my wake trying to learn more about it. I can specifically recall one time when my sister was turning on and off the water from downstairs to a tub that was upstairs. When she turned the water on, because it was only a pipe coming out of the wall and there was no faucet attached, water gushed out of our wall like a firehose. I could not say STOP fast enough! Of course, it would have been wiser to not turn on water when there is no faucet attached but I was both young and naive at the time.

    Sadly, after years of working a day job that was WAYYYY too draining on me, my house has seen some sad neglect. Even this week, when I have been busy with too many social engagements and leaving the house to be cared for by my husband and daughter, I have seen a bit of entropy in action. It was not that they did not do anything while I was gone, it was that I didn’t do anything this week and so all of the tasks that are normally mine were left undone, which I guess is a lot as I glanced at the state of my kitchen as I headed out the door this morning. Each morning this week, I would mention a few tasks to be handled but I could see by the state this morning that I had not mentioned enough. I will be paying for that this weekend.

    Overall, the years have had their toll. This year has been my “catch up” year. Things are definitely getting better overall. We have lots of new lovely plants and bushes and the jungle out front will be tamed before winter comes. My much-stalled kitchen renovations are finally moving in a forward direction and the amount of STUFF that I own is decreasing by the day. Things are good.

    Bob – I am sorry to hear about Charlie’s ill health. That is hard. Dogs are such wonderful creatures and they give so lovingly. They really do teach us a lot.

    Have a great week, guys!

    • I have also been trying to get rid of STUFF and, of course, to overcome entropy. The problem seems to be that entropy and STUFF are everywhere, but I am only in one place. My wife, Cathy, seems to deal with that problem just fine and she accomplishes amazing amounts in seemingly no time. I am still trying to figure out which one place I should be to move at least something in the direction of orderliness.

  2. I haven’t fully read this but before I go, I must mention that you spent a considerable amount of effort to NOT add a smiley face where it was perfectly just. Give in. Let yourself go there. I will comment more later when I can write more. Love this one, though. It’s a goodie. I might even have to write a post in response on my own blog.

  3. Thank you, Louis. These treatments are honored and highly respected here, and the energy gladly welcomed by all of us. We will keep you posted. Many thanks…

  4. Not as catchy a dance tune, but still….
    See the rain comin’ down and the roof won’t hold ‘er
    Lost my job and I feel a little older
    car won’t run and our love’s grown colder
    maybe things’ll get a little better, in the mornin’
    maybe things’ll get a little better

    Oh! the clothes need washin’ and fire won’t start
    Kids all cryin’ and you’re breaking my heart
    Whole darn place is fallin’ apart
    Maybe things’ll get a little better in the mornin’
    maybe things’ll get a little better.

    work your fingers to the bone – whadda ya get?
    Boney Fingers – Boney Fingers.

    H. Axton

    • Another entropy lyric I think is worth mentioning comes from Leonard Cohen’s “Tower of Song”: “My friends have gone and my hair is gray/And I ache in the places where I used to play.”

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