Nothing That Has Happened So Far Has Been Anything We Could Control

The title alone announces that something different is happening here — twelve words stretched into a single grammatical unit, a philosophical proposition masquerading as a song name, the kind of statement that could be either liberating or devastating depending on how you're feeling when you encounter it. The music matches that ambition: an opening section of delicate, questioning chords gives way to one of the most cathartic explosions in Tame Impala's catalog, a crescendo that arrives like weather, enormous and impersonal and somehow both terrifying and deeply comforting. The production on the climactic passages is massive — guitars stacked on guitars, drums hitting with physical force, everything building toward a sound that feels genuinely transcendent in the oldest sense of the word. Parker's lyrics engage directly with surrender, with the specific relief of accepting that control is an illusion, that the self doing the controlling is itself just another thing happening. There's a Zen quality to it that sits strangely with the emotional intensity of the music — the message is about letting go, but the sound is the sound of feeling everything at once. Culturally this track marks a moment when Tame Impala's psychedelic project connected most directly with something philosophical rather than just aesthetic. You'd play it at the exact moment when you need to stop trying to manage something unmanageable — when you need music to give you permission to stop.