This whole video is bonkers, but that line is probably my favorite part of it. That being said, though, I really do like this song. And TV On The Radio in general. And wolves.
Since there is something else that I really want to write about, but I don't feel able to do it just yet, so I am going to talk about this for a while. Bear with me.
I was obsessed with animals when I was little. I would often pick one and then research it mercilessly for weeks at a time until I had essentially mastered it, then move on to another. When I was at a pretending age I almost always pretended to be some sort of animal, usually a dog or a wolf, as those ended up being the types of animals that really held my interest. Wolves in particular were my knowledge strong point. I stopped reading and largely caring about wolves around when I entered Jr. High, but I still remember some things about them, like how intelligent they are and how well structured wolf packs really are.
So, when most youngsters where in to Harry Potter, or whatever else kids my age were supposed to be enjoying, I was reading Julie of the Wolves and its sequels. Again I don't remember much about this, but I know I loved these books and that they fueled my imagination for several years. My uncle found out about this interest and fueled it further by gifting me on every applicable holiday with little gems like this one:
Anyway, I've had this shirt a long time time. I don't wear it outside anymore, but I'm pretty sure I did at some point, which I think shows that my parents really didn't protect me as well as they should have. I wear it to sleep now, as it has that perfect amount of wear necessary for a shirt to feel fantastic. Its also really funny.
I actually had lots of these when I was young, but most of them either wore out or were thrown away in a fit of sensibleness. Can you imagine that I had trouble socializing as a child?
Like I said before, the wolves were put away around when I turned twelve or thirteen and have largely stayed put locked up in my memory. However, every once in a while I see something like that TV on the Radio song, and I remember what now feels like a weird dream I had where I thought I was a wolf. I remember how much I used to know and care about these animals, and how my kid-self had a whole little world built of and around them.
It's interesting for me to find out that wolves factor as symbols into other people's lives as well, and what they mean for them. One of my poetry-writing friends has a series about wolves that I react to on some core level because of her chosen image. Any song mentioning wolves appeals to me on some level beyond my own comprehension. There's really an interesting mix of music here if you click each link. That last one is some German band I found while looking up these other videos and typing "wolf" so much. I think this paragraph had intention when it started, but I got so caught up in linking music that it turned into mush. Ah well.
The point is that I am now permanently set up to feel towards the image or idea of wolves some fundamental emotion stemming from my childhood preoccupation with being something other than myself.
I just figured that out now writing this post. So at least there's something.