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In a Manner of Speaking - Nouvelle Vague

By M.L. RossPublished 2 months ago 3 min read

"In a Manner of Speaking," especially in this haunting duet version by Nouvelle Vague featuring Camille, is a song that is as much about its own failure to communicate as it is about communication itself.

Here's what I make of it:

The Inadequacy and Power of Language

At its heart, the song is a beautiful and frustrating exploration of a paradox: the most profound things are often communicated without words, yet we are trapped in a world that relies on them.

  • "You told me everything / By saying nothing": The speaker is in awe of a deep, wordless connection. This could be a look, a touch, a shared silence, or an intuitive understanding that transcends speech. It's portrayed as a perfect, pure form of communication.
  • "I just want to say / That I could never forget the way...": The irony is immediate. To express the beauty of this wordless communication, the speaker must use words. They are trying to capture a feeling that exists "beyond words."

The Plea for the Perfect Words

The chorus, "Oh, give me the words," is the song's emotional core. It's a cry of desperation, but it's not a cry for any words.

  • "Give me the words that tell me nothing": This is a request for words that function like the beloved's silence—words that are not literal or semantic but are pure feeling, tone, and essence. They are a vehicle for emotion, not information.
  • "Give me the words that tell me everything": This is the ultimate desire: words that can fully encapsulate the entirety of a feeling or a relationship, something language is notoriously bad at doing when it comes to deep love or grief.

The speaker is asking for a magical form of language that can do the impossible: be both silent and all-revealing.

The Resignation and Sacrifice of Modern Life

The second verse introduces a note of grim reality.

  • "Semantics won't do": The intellectual dissection of meaning (semantics) is useless here. Love isn't a problem to be solved with logic.
  • "In this life that we live, we live, we only make do": The repetition of "we live" feels like a sigh of resignation. We aren't living fully; we're just "making do," getting by with imperfect tools.
  • "The way that we feel / Might have to be sacrificed": This is the tragic conclusion. To function in a world of "making do," the purity of our deepest feelings might have to be compromised, boxed into inadequate words or, worse, left entirely unspoken.

The Circular Conclusion and the Music's Role

The song ends by circling back to the beginning: "I just want to say... I should find a way to tell you everything by saying nothing." This circular structure reinforces the feeling of being trapped. The speaker knows what the ideal is (wordless communication) but feels compelled to use words to reach it, creating a loop of frustration.

How the Nouvelle Vague/Camille Version Enhances This:

  • Duet as Dialogue: The male and female voices can be seen as two sides of the same coin—the one struggling to speak and the one who understands the silence. Or, they are two lovers, both trapped in the same communicative paradox.
  • Minimalist and Melancholic Arrangement: The bossa-nova/lounge style is gentle yet haunting. The sparse instrumentation (especially in the verses) creates a vast space of silence around the words, literally making the point that the most powerful communication happens in the spaces between the notes and the lyrics.
  • Camille's Vocal Delivery: Her voice, often breathy and intimate, sometimes soaring and pained, embodies the "beyond words" feeling. The emotion in her delivery is the "words that tell you everything."

This song is not about a failure to communicate, but about a communication that is too deep for words. It's a lament for the limitations of language in the face of profound love and a yearning for a more perfect, intuitive way to connect. It captures the agony of having a heart so full that it renders you speechless, while simultaneously feeling the desperate need to speak.

It's the sound of someone trying to use a net made of rope to catch the ocean.

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About the Creator

M.L. Ross

The thoughts, stories, ideas, nonsense piling up in my mind have reached critical mass. Sometimes they're coherent enough to share directly, sometimes they have to filter through the Robit first.

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