Eugene Hütz, the front man of the gypsy-punk band Gogol Bordello, is a great entertainer but not the superficial kind, a true one with passionate and profane songs that leave you with ideas. But what exactly is this gypsy-punk revolution is he talking about? If you go to one of his concerts you would think it may just be a gigantesque theatrical orgy, an ethylic debauchery of energy that lasts for hours and hours. After all, he glorifies alcohol by thanking it for everything it has done, and proclaims to ‘fuck globally!’
But he also says that ‘there will be no saviors any soon coming down’ and that, my friend, you are the only light there is for yourself.
Supertheory of Supereverything” is the fourth track of Gogol Bordello’s fourth album, Super Taranta! released in 2007 on SideOneDummy records.
But what is the deal with a song about the Superconducting Super Collider (SSC) and fundamental physics? ‘Put me inside SSC/Let’s test superstring theory’
This is part of his revolution. To begin, some clever blasphemous lines, “the new rebel intelligence” as he named it. The chorus certainly gives the tone to the song:
‘I don’t read the Bible/I don’t trust disciple/Even if they’re made of marble/Or Canal Street bling.’
A pretty straightforward anti-religion anthem which was already announced by the first lines: ‘First time I had read the Bible/It had stroke me as unwitty/I think it may started rumor/That the Lord ain’t got no humor’
You have to understand, Eugene Hütz wants you to be free, to think for yourself, to forsake any master or idol you may have. There is nothing, no one, no society’s rules to follow, and that’s the solution for a happy life, right now!
The other part of the lyrics mentions science and not any part of science, the most complex one, string theory, which attempts to be a theory of everything, the ‘Supertheory of supereverything.’
The alternating verses religion/science is the ultimate clash between the two and could remind how religion has prevented progress in science during history. This could also evoke how science pushes the limit of our knowledge every day, leaving less and less room for superstition: after all the justification for the Superconducting Super Collider was the search for the Higgs Bosons, an hypothetical particle, as known as the ‘God Particle.’
Eugene Hütz sings a humoristic drunk tune that commands you to throw out religion or everything else that divides the human race because everyone is just about particles and cells ‘My brothers are protons/ My sisters are neurons.’ And with his charismatic presence, he wants you to invent your own moves because everyone is intelligent enough to enter the Super Collider.