Gooseberry – Go Fish | Rock Review
Music Review:
“On “Go Fish,” Gooseberry embrace chaos with the kind of confidence that makes the track feel instantly combustible. The melody tears forward in a rush of sharp riffs and unchecked momentum, pushing the song toward exhilaration rather than precision. Vocally, there’s no interest in restraint; the performance is raw, defiant, and perfectly locked into the track’s unruly energy, turning rebellion into something strangely euphoric. Beneath it all, the rhythm section detonates with relentless force, giving the song its addictive pulse. “Go Fish” doesn’t aim for subtle transformation—it kicks the door open and demands movement, freedom, and a break from routine.”
-Nagamag.com
Lyrics of Gooseberry – Go Fish
The engine’s running
The gears are spinning slightly slow
Relative to what you know
The fire’s burning
The flame, once blue, now turns yellow
The room’s still warm
But where’s the glow?
Life is a rose in a bottle of wine
All the petals come loose
We’re all dying in our own time
Then again
Then again
Nothing to cry about
Went right from sweet to sour
Quarter past the hour
But the minute hand is gone
Nothing to cry about
Sunshine can wilt a flower
Take your little finger
Fish your dreams out of the pond
Oh, wasted words and perfect youth
Oh, I think we’re cursed
To live our truths in faded hues
Oh what’s the use?
Inspiration
It used to flow from every pore
Now it hides beneath the floorboard
Imagination
Once a well that overflowed
Now the bucket’s got a hole
Life is a rose in a bottle of wine
All the petals come loose
We’re all dying in our own
Nothing to cry about
Went right from sweet to sour
Quarter past the hour
But the minute hand is gone
Nothing to cry about
Sunshine can wilt a flower
Take your little finger
Fish your dreams out of the pond
Oh, wasted words and perfect youth
Oh, I think we’re cursed
To live our truths in faded hues
Oh, then what’s worse
The wood’s all warped
The paint’s all cracked
Your childhood home
Is sold and gone
