Posted on December 14, 2018

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Ffudge - Tomorrow is not coming tomorrow


Tomorrow is not coming tomorrow, and today is not becoming yesterday.
Laying my head on the magic pillow
Trying to think but soon the sun comes out.

It’s burying yesterday, leaving today behind.
Burying yesterday.

I repress the sadness.
I repress the weariness.
I repress the emptiness.
I repress yesterday.

Some cheer me up fitting me into their experience.
Some push me around fitting me into their rough experience.
It became my sigh and my burden.

I couldn’t hear anything and I couldn’t say anything.
It became my sigh and my burden.
I couldn’t hear anything and I couldn’t say anything.

I repress the sadness.
I repress the weariness.
I repress the emptiness.
I repress yesterday.

Every day’s the same. Today I am still stuck in yesterday.
Every day’s the same. I will live the same today again tomorrow.

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I think everyone has their own tune that comes to mind in cold weather. To me, it is Ffudge’s ‘Tomorrow is not coming tomorrow' (2013).



In 2013, there were a lot of easy listening pop musicians based in an acoustic sound, like Roy Kim, Geeks, and AKMU. In that context, this song might also have fit in well with the mainstream style of that moment. Ffudge’s soft voice has a certain power that, when combined with the familiar melody, makes listeners fall into his music so hard that they feel four minutes just flies by. However, the lyrics are not that light and easy-going.





His sweet voice starts off the song with its title after a relaxing harmonica-led intro. ‘Tomorrow is not coming tomorrow, and yesterday is not becoming today’. It sounds like a riddle, but the message is clear. It explains the collapse of everyday life due to its cruel reality.



Although the song is about a nihilistic and wearying view of life, one can’t pick up any particularly tangible emotion from the singer. The only intimate detail we get is ‘pillow’ in the first verse. The singer can’t bear his heavy thoughts any longer, so he tries to sleep, laying his head on the pillow instead. But sleep doesn’t have mercy on him, and the morning sunshine spills through the window. Nothing has been solved as another meaningless day has gone by. That’s what the line ‘tomorrow is not coming tomorrow, and today is not becoming yesterday’ means. Ffudge describes this repeated toilsome life via the most ordinary of objects, a pillow.

 


In the second verse, other people intervene in the singer’s lonely, contemplative world ('Some cheer me up, fitting me into their experience'). But the existence of others does not make any difference. Rather, they are busy preaching to the singer and trying to fit him into their experience. The song comes to a drastic point with the intervention of others. This is also the only other strong emotion that the lethargic singer express. The background chorus feels like it represents the noise made by other people or the dissociating self consciousness. In the end, these complicated thoughts go back to the same conclusion: ‘repress it’. As if there’s no other way but to repress one’s thoughts and burdens.


Everyone has been through sleepless nights full of worries. Everyone has had the experience of not being able to talk back to rude people who don’t know them but are bold in words. Ffudge’s lyrics sound more persuasive than a mere individual's monologue or a loser’s regret, because of the beautiful melody and the way he expresses his song. The monotone guitar rhythm mesmerizes you slowly into the song, and the words not only empathize with the listeners through their similar experiences, but also let them identify with the song themselves. The artist reaches out from his own routine to the listeners’ lives with a simple arrangement and appealing timbre.



Ffudge once said that he wants to ‘make music that soaks into individuals' daily lives.’ Emerging from trivial items such as a pillow, his ability to transfer feelings makes you look back on your harsh life, until he becomes more of a friendly companion than just a pop singer. That is why I think of Ffudge when the cold wind starts blowing and I feel like taking out my heavy blanket and thick pillow.


Unfortunately, Ffudge has stopped making songs now. But there will always be days like this throughout the endless winter. When you feel helpless, as if ‘tomorrow is not coming tomorrow’, why don’t you listen to Ffudge’s voice, that covers your ears like hot chocolate fudge?

 


Written by : Seojin Park
English Translation : Songhee Roh
Edited by : Rock N Rose

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