Working at Perfekt

This piece seems to be the real title track of the album, My Favorite Headache, because in it Geddy talks about the unyielding drive to create and get your work as close to right as possible and then to do it all over again. “And when it’s right / There is no pain / And when it’s right / You start again.” That seems to be the very definition of “my favorite headache,” as Geddy has defined it, which means the thing you love to do—indeed, must do—but is nevertheless a pain to do. “It represents my sort of reluctant relationship with making music,” Geddy says in a January 2001 Bass Player magazine interview. “I love it passionately, but it drives me crazy, because once I get into a project I’m completely consumed by it.”—Rob Freedman, Rush Vault

“The guitar and bass share in making up the main riff here. The instrumentation during the choruses differs a little each time, with some cellos adding to the sound. The vocal harmonies are some of the best Lee has ever invested his voice in. Electronic sounds and bass dominate the ending.”—Epignosis on Prog Archives

“In the album’s highlight, “Working at Perfekt,” Lee casually slips into his infamous higher range (or what’s left of it) as he wails “success to failure, just a matter of degrees.” Beyond his melodic construction, Lee performs as expected on the bass guitar, noodling charismatically and tastefully to the song structure while his once irritating vocals prove that, like fine wine, his screech has matured into a soothing croon.”—Caleb MacAlpin on Sputnik Music

“‘Working at Perfect’ is brilliant and a typical Snakes and Arrows song.”—toroddfuglesteg on Prog Archives

Lyrics

Draw a line strong and clear
Make it bend to your will
All the lines in a face
So hard to make stand still

’till the flaws disappear
’till what’s wrong disappears
’till all that’s wrong will
Disappear

Working at perfect
Got me down on my knees
Success to failure
Just a matter of degrees
Success to failure
Just a matter of degrees

All the colors of the day
Have somehow disappeared
All the colors of the universe
Are closer than they appear

Are not as close as they appear
Are not as close as they appear
Not as close as they appear

Nothing is perfect
Certainly not me
Success to failure
Just a matter of degrees
Working at perfect
Got me down on my knees

But when it’s right
It’s right as rain
And when it’s right
There is no pain
And when it’s right
You start again

Working at perfect
Got me down on my knees
Success to failure
Just a matter of degrees
Success to failure
Just a matter of degrees

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~ by rvkeeper on March 29, 2011.

 
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