Three Sheets to Kishkiyya · Track 12 · middle
Pixilated
VOLUME I — being gloriously, world-tilting DRUNK (the night at full tilt). The idiom and the song's title hook: "Pixilated". Its true history: US, 19th-early 20th c. — 'led astray by pixies'; whimsical, erratic, otherworldly disorientation. Render this beat of the night as the band's affectionate, funny, celebratory tribute — the idiom itself is the chorus hook.
Lyrics
[Intro] Ah, ah, ah Look at the lights [Verse 1] The chandeliers are turning into fireflies I’m tracing little halos with my heavy mind My heels are catching on the velvet chairs But I am floating on the atmosphere The bartender is pouring something pink I've lost the rhythm of the way I think [Chorus] Oh, I’m getting pixilated Not a glitch upon a screen I’m beautifully translated To a place I've never been Just like they said in the 19th century The little woodland spirits got a hold on me I’m pixilated, spinning right off the map [Verse 2] Out in the American woods, they used to say When you followed the lanterns and you lost your way Led astray by the fairies in the heavy gloom You’d wander in a circle by the harvest moon Well, I am in a leather booth downtown But I can feel the magic pulling me around [Chorus] Oh, I’m getting pixilated Not a glitch upon a screen I’m beautifully translated To a place I've never been Just like they said in the 19th century The little woodland spirits got a hold on me I’m pixilated, spinning right off the map [Bridge] Don't try to point me to the exit door I'm making friends with the patterns on the floor Every word I say is a sparkling little spell I’m riding on a neon carousel [Chorus] 'Cause I’m so pixilated Not a glitch upon a screen I’m beautifully translated To a place I've never been Just like they said in the 19th century The little woodland spirits got a hold on me I’m pixilated, spinning right off the map [Outro] Led astray, led astray By the pixies in the modern day Watch me wander I think I'll just stay right here, floating