Climate Protesters On Vacation by Sascha Ende

Hit or Miss? Arti’s Review

Tato skladba má výrazné divadelní kouzlo a okamžitě evokuje klasické muzikály. Výrazné žesťové nástroje jsou výjimečné a vytvářejí hravou a lehce retro atmosféru. Ženský vokál je čistý a poutavý a dokonale ladí se stylem. Aranžmá, i když plné a energické, by mohlo těžit z jemného doladění pro lepší srozumitelnost; možná o něco menší hustota harmonií v některých místech. Z produkčního hlediska je funkční, ale uhlazenější mix a mastering by zvýšil jeho atraktivitu pro průmysl, zejména pro synchronizační licence. Představte si širší stereo obraz, hlubší basy a hladší výšky – zazářilo by to. Emocionálně je to odlehčené, humorné a jemně ironické, takže je ideální pro komediální scény, animace nebo svérázné reklamy. Drobné produkční úpravy by mohly rozšířit jeho použitelnost v médiích. Je to charakteristická, okouzlující skladba s potenciálem pro ten správný projekt.

Additional Information

This song humorously highlights the irony of climate activists who block streets for the environment while jetting off on vacations. It contrasts their passionate protests with their indulgent travel habits, poking fun at their mixed messages.

LYRICS

[Verse 1]
The cat is purring, and it's quite absurd,
A carbon footprint, bigger than a bird.
Flights to Mallorca, don't seem so bad,
Compared to Whiskers, it's kinda sad.

[Chorus]
Oh, the world's on fire, but don't you fret,
It's all in the name of the internet.
We tweet and we post, we march and we shout,
But when the summer hits, we fly right out.

[Verse 2]
Activists sit on the street, blockin' the way,
But come December, they're in Bangkok bay.
Fighting the good fight, in their own special way,
Vacation's calling, can't keep it at bay.

[Chorus]
Oh, the world's on fire, but don't you fret,
It's all in the name of the internet.
We tweet and we post, we march and we shout,
But when the summer hits, we fly right out.

[Bridge]
Drive electric cars, save the polar bears,
But those exotic trips, we can't compare.
Plastic straws are bad, but who really cares,
When sipping piña coladas in deck chairs?

[Verse 3]
Recycling bins are filled to the brim,
But our conscience is lighter, the chances are slim.
The earth keeps warming, but we stay cool,
Hypocrisy, thy name is April Fool.

[Chorus]
Oh, the world's on fire, but don't you fret,
It's all in the name of the internet.
We tweet and we post, we march and we shout,
But when the summer hits, we fly right out.

[Outro]
So let’s toast to the planet, in our own little way,
We’ll fix it tomorrow, but first, let’s play.
The earth is our mother, we love her so dear,
As long as it’s sunny, and flights are still clear.