The Young Man and the Sea

[First posted on 12th July 2021 / Added “Little Life” and re-posted on 9th July 2022]

I’m on vacation by the sea at the moment and while I was sitting on the beach yesterday, listening to some Frank Turner songs, an idea popped up again. After I had written the “Lyrical History of Mankind” last year I thought about doing a piece on “references to the sea (in the widest sense)” as well, but for whatever reason didn’t follow through. I want to do that now. Because I have to admit that I possibly love Frank’s penchant for including references to the sea, seafaring and all things maritime even a bit more than all the historical stuff.

I only looked at the his own material for this; no collaborations and I also excluded “No Man’s Land” as a concept record. First of all… for some reason I had though there were more songs with a sea reference in the title!
Worse Things Happen at Sea
Sea Legs
Sailor’s Boots
Plain Sailing Weather
The Lifeboat
5 out of… I don’t know 150? 200? That’s not all that many. Or am I missing something?

When I was going through the lyrics in my head or on the website I realized that quite a few of the references are in fact rather… factual. No surprise, really, because most of Frank’s songs are autobiographical. He grew up and still lives on an island after all. According to Wikipedia no place in the UK is farther than 70 miles (113 km) from the sea. Therefore I disregarded most of the mere geographical references (like e.g. in “Rivers” or “Take You Home”).

When you look at the rest of them, “lost at sea” or “troubles at sea” seem to be a recurring theme. Which might sound depressing, but it isn’t. Far from it, because writing about (difficult) emotions in a relatable and engaging way, is one of the things that drew me to Frank’s music from the start. And I definitely found and still do find a lot of comfort in hearing words I can relate to.

All that aside, I was left with quite a few references I really like and I tried to narrow those down to a neat 10. Alas, I failed with that. [I just used “alas” without even thinking about it. I think I know who I get that from… ;-)]

Anyway, narrowed down here are my 15 favourite references to all things sea in Frank’s lyrics.

Sunset at the North Sea, Germany, July 2021
Sunset at the North Sea, Germany, July 2021

#15 “So I’m going to say what everyone’s thinking:
If we’re stuck on this ship and it’s sinking,
Then we might as well have a parade.”

(Love, Ire & Song)

The “sinking ship” is such a classic metaphor for a failed endeavour. It fits well into the whole idea of the song.

#14 “They threw me a whirlwind,
And I spat back the sea.”

(Get Better)

I still haven’t figured out the meteorological aspects here. Kidding. Sort of. Because from my understanding whirlwinds happen on land and not on / over sea. I don’t know what the equivalent phenomenon on the sea would be called? I’m clearly overthinking this. I really love that song though.

#13 “Honey I’m sorry, but I’ve got my sea legs again.
If I stand on dry land for a minute, I feel sick and then
I have to start moving again.”

(Sea Legs)

Another lovely metaphor, this time for Frank’s wanderlust or his drive to be on tour and on the move all the time.

#12 “You say worse things happen at sea;
I say worse things have happened to me.”

(Worse Things Happen At Sea)

We don’t have a similar phrase like “Worse things…” in German (I think?), but I right away got what it means. Funny enough, I just now tried to find its origin, but came up with nothing. It seems to be just an old English phrase. No wonder for a nation of seafarers, maybe?

#11 “Stay with the boats lest ye be drowned.
Save what you can;
Behind us, the old world in flames.
Lower the lifeboats,
Take the tiller,
Steer the way.
[….]
From the prow we see far, all that’s old now is new.”

(The Lifeboat)

The song itself is more about what happened on land and what made the people take to the lifeboats. But I love the use of nautical terms like “tiller” and “prow” here. Maybe I should have added #nerdalert at the top of this post?

#10 “A navy coin and a broken plastic compass someone gave me
That can’t find north any more, just like me”

(Wherefore Art Though Gene Simmons)

I don’t want to write about the navy coin, because I’m sure that’s meant to be a challenge coin for service personnel in the US and not the navy in particular. But the “broken plastic compass that can’t find north” gets to me. I associate the compass with travel, expeditions, seafarers. A functioning compass (or navigational system nowadays) was and still is such an essential piece of equipment and if that’s broken, the situation can get pretty dire.

#09 “It’s not meant to be,
I am lost at sea,
So mermaid sing to me
Of the better times and the things that can be,
And of islands in the Mediterranean sea,”
(Imperfect Tense)

Reaching proper “lost at sea” territory now. Being lost anywhere – woods, mountains – must be pretty horrible. And people do get lost in those locations as well. But the sea is such a enormously vast space to get lost in. Any ship or boat and especially a lone human being is a tiny insignificant speck compared to the mass of water and distance to any land mass. On land (wood, mountains) you could still hope that someone might come by and hear you cry for help. On the sea, away from the usual shipping routes? Not very likely. So yes, “lost at sea” is a pretty desolate place to be.

I also like the rhyme and rhythm in these lines a lot.

#08 “You once sent me a letter that said “If you’re lost at sea,
Close your eyes and catch the tide my dear, and only think of me.”
Well darling, now I’m sinking, I’m as lost as lost can be,
And I was hoping you could drag me up from down here towards my recovery.”

(Recovery)

See #09. The gazillion syllables in rapid succession here put it on #08.

#07 “And we’ve met this sorry end from a picture perfect start,
The romance and the running down to disconnected hearts
Of two people sad and free, who know they used to be
More than just a pair of sinking ships.”

(Anymore)

The pair of sinking ships (see #15) breaks my heart a tiny bit here. Especially with the knowledge what they used to be. It was an inevitable end, but it’s still sad and these lyrics capture that perfectly.

#06 “I let slip my guard, let go of the rudder,
Now we’re drifting in the current away from one another.
So give me one fine day of plain sailing weather
And I can fuck up anything.”

(Plain Sailing Weather)

Not quite lost at sea, but drifting away from each other seems like a unpleasant experience as well. I love the metaphor of “letting go of the rudder” that leads to this. As in “not paying attention, being careless” and thus getting on a unretractable path in a relationship. Drifting away….

#05 “Now you can go down with the wreck, or you can scurry from the deck
But there’s no way to save your skinny little neck,
And you can pray to who you please and you can fall down on your knees,
But your feet will still get wet.”

(Out Of Breath)

The first verse of the song conjures up a definitive “on solid ground” picture in my mind: road, ditch, spot, run. So, when I heard the song for the first time, this nautical metaphor in the 2nd verse caught me by surprise. A surprise in a song is often a good thing. At least here it is and I love it.

#04 “But if ever I stray from the path I follow,
Take me down to the English Channel,
Throw me in where the water is shallow,
And then drag me on back to shore.”

(If Ever I Stray)

Here is the exception to the “no mere geographical mentions of the sea” reference. But this song means a lot to me. I mean… look at the blog title! Duh!

#03 “The wind blew both of us to sand and sea,
And where the dry land stands is hard to say.
As the current drags us by the shore,
We can no longer say for sure
Who’s drowning, or if they can be saved.
But when you’re out there floundering, like a lighthouse I will shine.
Be more kind, my friends, try to be more kind.”

(Be More Kind)

I love the whole sea / shore imagery here. I love lighthouses. That’s why this is one of my favourite pieces of Frank lyrics in recent years.

#02 “But when I was just 16 I pinned my colours to the mast:
Punk rock’s in the ink that’s in my skin,
The attitude in every song I sing.”

(Back in the Day)

This might be a surprise as #02. I’m not a hardcore punk. Far from it. I hadn’t heard the phrase “pinning colours to the mast” before either. But the meaning was clear from the context and I love it. To me it wasn’t an obvious sea / maritime reference, which makes this even more interesting.

#01 “But the ocean is still out there, magnificent and wide.
She’s got open arms to hold me, and endless space to hide,
And the only things that hold me back are things I hold inside,
The ocean is still out there, magnificent and wide.”

(Sailor’s Boots)

One of my favourite of Frank’s songs. Definitely my favourite of the rarer ones and thus often my go-to song request for a celebratory occasion. And it’s the ultimate reference to the sea. I’ve laid out why I love this song so much here on my old blog many many years ago.

In 2022 I needed to add a second #1. It’s my blog so I don’t have to pick just one 😉

#01 “Some oyster shells I found down on the beach,
Where I heard the mermaids singing,
Each to each and to you and me.
A song about anxiety
Getting washed away by the sea.”

(Little Life)

When I heard those words for the first time in February when FTHC came out, they absolutely blew me away. Because yes, the sea does that for me too. Just sitting there on the beach, watching the waves roll in and out. Let my mind come to rest and my anxiety too. I wasn’t in a good space mental health wise when I first heard those words. I’m still struggling quite a bit, but I’ve got professional help by now. But yes, those lyrics do their part to help me as well and I’m so very grateful for that…

08.05.2022 | “Baby, Let’s Get Out of the City…”

Lyrics: Wanderlust – Frank Turner, 2011

Hiking | If you follow me on Instagram, you know that I went for a hike today. The first in ages. I probably wrote about hiking quite a bit in the old pre-pandemic blog. I’m pretty sure I didn’t in this version of it, because I haven’t done a lot of it since I started this the first pandemic summer. My parents loved hiking and they took us to do it with them so, so, so many times when we were little. I didn’t do a lot of that for almost three decades until I caught the My Peak Challenge bug and hiking sort of turned into my activity of choice.

Anyway, today I went for a hike. I just wanted to get out and clear my head and be active and distract myself from too many gloomy thoughts. And that worked. I wish I could tap into that drive more often. But maybe I will…

Möhne Reservoir
Memorial of the RAF attack in 1943
Memorial to the victims of the RAF dam buster attack in 1943
"Jump & Hike" in the forest
“Jump & Hike” in the forest
Möhne Reservoir Tower
Möhne Reservoir Tower (206 steps)
View from the Tower
View from the Tower
Rapeseed Field
Rapeseed field on the way home

01.05.2022 | “The Only Thing That’s Left To Do Is Live…”

Lyrics: I Knew Prufrock Before I Got Famous – Frank Turner, 2008

*taps microphone* Is this still on?

That’s been a loooong time without a blog post. I was on such a “oversharing” roll two weeks ago and then my life just got so busy. Which is a good thing! And I knew it would be and in all the crazy business I thought on occasion I should try to write a few things down and by that work through it, but then I was too tired or too busy and such. Let’s try a short recap of the madness though.

New (?) Life in the Pandemic | The pandemic is not over. Far from it, I’d say. But for the first time in a long time I can understand the impulse to just not care as much and maybe act like we all did in the “before times”. These past two weeks I’ve been out and about and in crowds and interacting with lots of other people for the first time since March 2020. And it felt great! Of course.

In crowds – like at gigs, on the train, even walking around the breakfast room at a hotel – I still wore a mask. Often enough as the only person, which made me feel quite self-conscious at times and embarrassed to stand out. But then I remembered the “you were in close contact with someone / had distanced encounter with a few people who tested positive” notifications popping up on the German Track&Trace App quickly after the two gigs in Germany. And I resisted the temptation to take off the mask and blend in. So what, if I stood out with my white mask in the front row? It made me recognizable to the support band and provided me with thumbs up and smiles and waves from two of the band during the last gig, so… I can’t complain.

I did take off the mask during the gigs for brief moments, like when people came to say Hi or for the rare photo op with the artists. All in all, I still think I’ve been quite safe. I tested negative for a period of ten days and took a test on Friday before I set off for the last two gigs on the weekend. I will need to test on Wednesday anyway as I head into the office, which fits with a possible incubation time. But I’m not too worried.

Being a Frank Turner Fangirl | I have so missed this! Not necessarily the exhaustion that come with the travelling and the exercise and the lack of sleep. But the live music from my favourite band. The atmosphere. The singing and dancing and jumping up and down. The people. The familiar faces from previous gigs. The friends I’ve made and finally saw again. The new folks I met. It’s been too long indeed. Thinking back to my first two years going to gigs on my own because I was too shy and scared and felt too alien to what I thought was a typical “cool” Frank fan to make a connection with anyone. In Tilburg several people I have met online or at gigs and then connected on social media came by to say Hello and it felt so good to be a part of this community. Again. It does replenish my heart and soul and I really hope I will never again have to go without it for such a long time.

I missed being scream at from stage 🙂

Travelling to the UK | The other crazy thing I did in the past two weeks was to travel to the UK for four days to celebrate my friend 50th birthday. I had to drive to Brussels after two Frank Turner gigs on too little sleep to catch the Eurostar there. Travelling abroad for the first time in two years was exciting but not as nerve racking as I had feared. It was lovely to see my friends again and spend time with new people (at the actual party everyone had taken a test before coming ). To just talk and be in company of friends and to do new things. Like painting a tile.

Handmade Tile
My first handmade tile

Therapy | I had the first two sessions with my therapist and I think it went quite well. I like her, she’s very easy to talk to and at the moment it still feels like just chatting about stuff. I’m a bit behind with my “homework” though and need to get on with that next week. It still feels a bit weird, as I have no idea how it will evolve and what it will do with me. But I think it’s a very good thing that I started it.

Entertainment | Of course I came home from the UK with a few new books. I can’t help it. One was a birthday present and another was a loan/gift, so I only bought three more, which is not too bad, is it? On the trip back from the UK I started reading the non-fiction “Bodies – Life and Death in Music” by Ian Winwood whose honest and open, but always also warm and funny style got me hooked right away. But it is a bit of a dark subject matter and after my work week started again on Tuesday I realized I need something lighter for a few days. So I switched to Mhari MacFarlane’s “Mad About You”, which might turn out a bit darker than I expected as well. But still not as dark as I will put it away, because it’s very entertaining otherwise. I’ve also started watching “Heartstopper” on Netflix, after I read about it on Twitter and enjoyed the trailer. Such a lovely show. Only eight episodes so I need to pace myself a bit to prolong the ending…