There is no doubt that The Sound of Silence is one of the finest songs ever written. Simon and Garfunkel‘s masterpiece has thrilled and continues to mesmerize generations for more than half a century.
The Secrets of The Sound of Silence
A poignant melody and the magical vocal blend of the two artists manage to create a truly hypnotic and magical atmosphere.
The beautiful chord progression is accompanied by enigmatic lyrics that hide a deep meaning.
Paul Simon wrote the song when he was only 21 years old between 1963 and 1964 and the legend says that the artist composed it in the bathroom in the dark. Tiles created a particular echo that inspired the artist.
The song was written 3 months after John F. Kennedy’s assassination and many thought this event was the spark that inspired Paul Simon.
But Simon once said that he had dreamed of many people bowing to a god made of neon light.
The artist has therefore created the metaphor where the neon light is the television and the mass media in general and the humanity who bow in front of this technological idol that constantly influences our way of thinking.
And in the naked light, I saw Ten thousand people, maybe more … And the people bowed and prayed To the neon god they made
In the 1960s as today, society pushed us to be superficial. Governments with subtle control have divided us, filled our heads with useless things, and promoted individualism.
Superficial lonely people are more controllable than a thinking crowd.
Little by little, we lost the ability to listen and we focused only on ourselves.
People talking without speaking People hearing without listening
This alienation has reached the present day and has been emphasized by social media. People prefer to chat on tinder than confront in person. By the way, Disturbed did one of the most beautiful covers of the song.
The sound of Silence is a modern song, its message is universal and even today after almost 60 years we can identify with these words.
Paul Simon wanted to wake up a society drugged by his own government … we still haven’t managed to get rid of this addiction but maybe in the future we will.
Hello darkness, my old friend I’ve come to talk with you again Because a vision softly creeping Left its seeds while I was sleeping And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone ‘Neath the halo of a street lamp I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light That split the night And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw Ten thousand people, maybe more People talking without speaking People hearing without listening writing songs that voices never share No one dared Disturb the sound of silence
“Fools” said I, “You do not know Silence like a cancer grows Hear my words that I might teach you Take my arms that I might reach you” But my words like silent raindrops fell And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed To the neon god they made And the sign flashed out its warning In the words that it was forming
And the sign said, “The words of the prophets Are written on the subway walls And tenement halls And whispered in the sounds of silence”