I’m happy just
because, I found out I am really no one.
Yes, I got quite a kick out of that title up there. Would have been better if I had said “on Music and Muse and music in general,” as in referring to the bands named Music and Muse… but I’m not talking about them so I’ll just stop myself from making silly statements simply for the sake of alliteration and wordplay. In fact, I’m sure my musing will be anything but amusing.
I love wordplay. And I’m happy to say I know quite a few others who do, too. At least two of my really close friends are ones who I can call up with a statement like, “is it too redundant to say ‘you are such a cantankerous curmudgeon!, or do you think I could pass that by people without them realizing?” without worrying about what the person will think of me. In fact, I’m guaranteed a good response to that. It’s amazing what words can do, really. What I love particularly are those that have double meanings and when used with that aim. Or when words are used as literal meanings in sentences that are quite obviously figurative. It gives such a humorous twist to what people say and what people mean. I think this is why I love children’s literature- or rather, the study of children’s literature. It is children who make literal things that are figurative, and that helps us see how absurd our world really is. And of course, absurdity makes the world a better place. No wonder Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland is one of my most favorite works….
Ahh yes, music. That was the original intention of this posting, not wordplay. For most people, it is the inspiration of life… maybe I should say “for many people,” actually. When I come across those who have a very detached outlook towards music, I always wonder what it is that really makes them tick; what really drives their emotions, if not music. Music is what feeds my soul when touch cannot. Music is something that is always there to set a soul to fire, or subdue its tears, or simply lull one into serenity.
Yes, I got quite a kick out of that title up there. Would have been better if I had said “on Music and Muse and music in general,” as in referring to the bands named Music and Muse… but I’m not talking about them so I’ll just stop myself from making silly statements simply for the sake of alliteration and wordplay. In fact, I’m sure my musing will be anything but amusing.
I love wordplay. And I’m happy to say I know quite a few others who do, too. At least two of my really close friends are ones who I can call up with a statement like, “is it too redundant to say ‘you are such a cantankerous curmudgeon!, or do you think I could pass that by people without them realizing?” without worrying about what the person will think of me. In fact, I’m guaranteed a good response to that. It’s amazing what words can do, really. What I love particularly are those that have double meanings and when used with that aim. Or when words are used as literal meanings in sentences that are quite obviously figurative. It gives such a humorous twist to what people say and what people mean. I think this is why I love children’s literature- or rather, the study of children’s literature. It is children who make literal things that are figurative, and that helps us see how absurd our world really is. And of course, absurdity makes the world a better place. No wonder Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland is one of my most favorite works….
Ahh yes, music. That was the original intention of this posting, not wordplay. For most people, it is the inspiration of life… maybe I should say “for many people,” actually. When I come across those who have a very detached outlook towards music, I always wonder what it is that really makes them tick; what really drives their emotions, if not music. Music is what feeds my soul when touch cannot. Music is something that is always there to set a soul to fire, or subdue its tears, or simply lull one into serenity.
At The Bottom of
Everything. As a rule, Bright Eyes takes me back to the first year of
graduate school, where I would sit and try to write my final papers surrounded
by Conor Oberst’s broken voice, and memories of a pleasant weekend gone by.
Sometimes it was hard to concentrate because his voice is so distracting, but
at the same time, it was the best to write to. It’s not just his voice, or just
the way he incorporates his music. It’s that soul- that aura, that tugging feeling
at the bottom of your heart when you hear his voice and it wrenches you- and
you know that soul is all there is at the bottom of everything. The
rawness of his voice, the stark reality of the words and images he creates-
those are what give his music ‘soul.’ Anyone who knows me knows that U2 is the
love of my life. But there is one song that is the love of my life- the song
that I want to marry (whatever that may mean to you.) It’s Bright Eyes’ Easy
Lucky Free. This song epitomizes all that is beautiful in the world. All
that is beautiful and all that is broken and sad at the same time- one seems to
go hand in hand with the other; and for me this song is it. It is
sadness, it is heartbreak, it is beauty, it is sorrow, it is happiness, it is
the in-between, it is love, it is life. It gives my life soul.
Into the caverns of tomorrow with just our flashlights and our love, we must plunge, we must plunge, we must plunge.
Into the caverns of tomorrow with just our flashlights and our love, we must plunge, we must plunge, we must plunge.
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