Re: [LAU] [Fwd: Re: Any lyrics please?]

Thanks Frank!

This is a great bit of deconstructionalist writing in itself. I found it
enormously inspiring.

cheers

tim
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Frank Pirrone wrote:
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> Subject:
> Re: [LAU] Any lyrics please?
> From:
> Frank Pirrone <frankpirrone@email-addr-hidden>
> Date:
> Tue, 25 Sep 2007 16:16:13 -0400
> To:
> julien lociuro <julien.lociuro@email-addr-hidden>
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> To:
> julien lociuro <julien.lociuro@email-addr-hidden>
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> julien lociuro wrote:
>> Thanks for this.
>> I like your way of thinking..it seems like you do this very naturally..
>> I don't know..I think you have to have the appropriate mindset..
>>
>> But I don't really understand your process..you thought of a
>> relationship.."we","sough","motive pebble"..and wrote those four
>> lines??And the idea would be to have those on a wiki..so everybody
>> could change them?
>> That would be great..
>> --
>> julien
> Yeah, that's pretty much it Julien. I mean, you can't string lyrics,
> poetry, or prose together without a story or scenario in mind.
> So, I sat there for a moment and thought I'd take the easy way out and
> use the general image of a "relationship" as the context.
>
> Then I thought about what kind of images I might draw from - and I'll
> close with a few examples both to make a point and maybe serve as a
> starting point - and began to feel the struggles and sometimes common
> yet other times divergent paths a relationship takes.
>
> Think about the less corny ones. First one that just popped into my
> mind, and for some personal reasons, was "It's Too Late Baby" by Carole
> King. Long time ago - early 70s. Here's the essence of the death of a
> relationship due to nothing more than its running a commonly seen
> course. One person gets in deeper while the other drifts away. In the
> process awkwardness and pain grow until it's got to end...now.
>
> Anyway, I thought of an image I've had before, in a number of contexts -
> including technology training where expertise radiates out from a core
> of folks inseminated with ideas and skills until it reaches and affects
> everyone in the situation.
>
> With this concentric circles metaphor, something happens to start
> thoughts or events into motion - that motive pebble (a kind of strange
> term that I've never used or thought of before but again I kept to be
> true to the process and 'cause I sort of liked it). Here's a concrete
> example: Troubled relationship, woman goes off on a vacation, meets
> someone but nothing more than that at first, returns, mentions it to man
> - maybe just to be open an honest, maybe to give him that fateful clue,
> the ripples of this encounter eventually impact everything between them
> and in their hearts until it's...too late baby.
>
> The bit about the impulse coming from the depths of what was sought is
> something of a cheat for meter and rhyme, but fundamentally a coherent
> piece of the story. Something tiny, from deep feelings, deep fears, or
> even the subconscious can in a moment assert itself - something calls it
> up or sets it off. Here's a concrete example of that: Couple in a
> troubled relationship are at an amusement park, and something happens -
> he does it or she does it - and suddenly an awareness occurs or
> concretizes resulting in those fateful ripples. Maybe the ball toss to
> win a stuffed bear reminds one of them about an earlier relationship,
> and this recollection changes the perception of the current relationship
> leading to that too late baby moment.
>
> Yikes! I've never actually intellectualized all this before, but it's a
> very interesting question - what is a mechanism for the creative
> process. I've always considered myself a problem solver and a creative
> person - music, computers, programming, committee work, so at least for
> myself I could if not a book then write a short pamphlet on how it works.
>
> Please excuse any appearance of pretentiousness here. I'm just trying
> to offer whatever help I can. My comments will be beneath those who've
> gone farther but may be helpful to those who haven't gone as far.
>
> Finally, some other images relating to thoughts, feelings, philosophy:
> We're such social beings, but so imprisoned within ourselves. Like
> islands, but surrounded by our boundaries instead of water.
> You can never know what I mean when I say I love watermelon, and can
> never know how a m7b5 chord makes me feel, or exactly what kind of buzz
> I get from a perfectly formed piece of code.
> We can never get closer than bumping together (not us guys Julien...I'm
> thinking of some of the lovely young things at school) or maybe a little
> physically "closer" during sex - nothing crude intended - but, no matter
> how desperately I want to crawl inside the very essence and being and
> mind of someone I love...I can't.
>
> What we have is grossly limited language and nuance, gestures and
> touching. However, everything, every damned thing is translated by the
> other - filtered through her experience and consciousness and
> perception. Or as the Animals once said, "Oh Lord, please don't let me
> be misunderstood." Actually, once before I'm off this mortal coil, I'd
> love to be UNDERSTOOD.
>
> So, were islands, close sometimes but separated, demarked and delineated
> by many degrees of isolation - gender, age, experiences, personality,
> intellect, soul and spirit. If only our essence (whatever in hell that
> would be) could drift outside ourselves and literally merge so that we
> could truly, oh god I'm going to type this..., grok each other. Her
> eyes become my eyes, and her fingertips one with mine. I can feel
> cosmic by meditating, or ingesting certain natural and man-made
> substances, but for all the times I've called out to someone with only
> thoughts, I've never heard an answer.
>
> Whew...spooky shit. I've got to grab a couple Popsicles and the
> Newsweek that just came and go outside and hit the pool - set a record
> today here in Western New York following a glorious week and a half in
> turn following a positively glorious Summer.
>
> Anyway, Julien, if you're still reading down this far, and anyone else
> who's been thinking through this stuff - if you can't write a song out
> of all that crap, I have truly failed!
>
> Frank
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