Climate Protesters On Vacation by Sascha Ende

Hit or Miss? Arti’s Review

이 트랙은 뚜렷한 연극적 매력을 지니고 있어 즉시 고전 뮤지컬을 떠올리게 합니다. 밝은 금관악기 편성은 돋보이며 장난스럽고 약간 복고적인 분위기를 조성합니다. 여성 보컬은 맑고 매력적이며 스타일에 완벽하게 어울립니다. 편곡은 풍성하고 활기차지만, 더 나은 명확성을 위해 미묘한 개선이 필요할 수 있습니다. 아마도 특정 부분에서 화음의 밀도를 약간 낮추는 것이 좋을 것입니다. 제작 측면에서는 기능적이지만, 더 세련된 믹스와 마스터링은 특히 싱크 라이선싱에 대한 업계의 매력을 높일 것입니다. 더 넓은 스테레오 이미지, 더 깊은 저음, 더 부드러운 고음을 상상해 보세요. 훨씬 더 빛날 것입니다. 정서적으로는 가볍고 유머러스하며 미묘하게 아이러니하여 코미디 장면, 애니메이션 또는 특이한 광고에 이상적입니다. 약간의 제작 조정으로 미디어 활용도를 넓힐 수 있습니다. 개성 있고 매력적인 곡으로 적합한 프로젝트에 활용될 잠재력이 있습니다.

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.