Poetic Pieces for the Mind and Spirit
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Topic: Poetic Pieces for the Mind and Spirit
Posted By: David_D
Subject: Poetic Pieces for the Mind and Spirit
Date Posted: September 04 2022 at 01:35
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I have to admit that this thread is meant not only for fun, and mainly for some kind of small poetic pieces, maybe inspired by album and song titles or lyrics, or it could be something else. Anyway, something like for instance: At the Bottom of The Black Sea At the End of The Blind Road Back to The Beautiful Red Flowers The Hope Edit: This thread has evolved to also including quotations of lyrics, so you can do that as well. I should maybe mention though that only excerpts of lyrics are allowed to be quoted on the PA forum. And these lyrics have been already quoted: Jethro Tull - "Aqualung" (1971) Van der Graaf Generator - "The Undercover Man" (1975) Black Sabbath - "Hand of Doom" (1970) Caravan - "Winter Wine" (1971) Bauhaus - "In the Flat Field" (1980) Procol Harum - "In Held Twas in I" (1968) The Doors - "When the Music's over" (1968) Genesis - "Looking for Someone" (1970) Emerson, Lake & Palmer - "Tarkus: Battlefield" (1971) Anekdoten - "The Old Man & The Sea" (1993) Lunatic Soul - "The Final Truth" (2008) Voivod - "The Unknown Knows" (1989) Steve Hackett - "Shadow of the Hierophant" (1975) Tool - "Ænema" (1996) Mercyful Fate - "Satan's Fall" (1983) Little Steven - "Freedom" (1987) Emerson, Lake & Palmer - "Karn Evil 9, 1st Impression, part 1" (1973) Emerson, Lake & Palmer - "The Only Way (Hymn)" (1971) Supertramp - "Crime of the Century" (1974) Bob Marley & The Wailers - "War" (1976) Van der Graaf Generator - "Childlike Faith in Childhood's End" (1976) Superluminal Pachyderm - "Voices from the Nose, part a: A Hassock Ecological ...." (2013) Stevie Mack - "The Old Man and the Sea" (2004) Sex Pistols - "God Save the Queen" (1977) Black Sabbath - "Lord of This World" (1971) Gentle Giant - "Think of Me With Kindness" (1972) Brygada Kryzys - "Too Much" (1992) Procol Harum - “Fires (Which Burnt Brightly)” (1973) Flower Travellin' Band - "Hiroshima" (1972) Deep Purple - "No No No" (1971) Peter Hammill - "Flight" (1980) Emerson, Lake & Palmer - "Lucky Man" (1970) Bob Marley & The Wailers - "Crazy Baldhead" (1976) Area - "Joy and Revolution" (1975) Hawkwind - "Urban Guerilla" (1973) The Doors - "When the Music's Over" (1967) Niemen Aerolit - "Cztery Sciany Swiata" and an English translation (1975) King Crimson - "Epitaph" (1969) Czeslaw Niemen - "Dziwny Jest Ten Swiat" translated to English (1967) Genesis - "Supper's Ready" (1972) Black Sabbath - "Children of the Grave" (1971) Francesco Guccini - "Cirano" and an English translation (1996) Fabrizio De André - "Bocca di Rosa" and an english translation (1967) The Mothers - "I'm the Slime" (1973) Marillion - "Gaza" (2012) Also, these poems from album artwork have been quoted: Neville Potter - "The Romantic Warrior". Return to Forever - The Romantic Warrior (1976) Sri Chinmoy - "Revelation". Mahavishnu Orchestra - Birds of Fire (1973) Ralph G. Gleason - "Miles...Musings". Miles Davis - E.S.P. (1965) P.S. Beginners like myself are more than welcomed.
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Posted By: Cristi
Date Posted: September 04 2022 at 07:11
| It's not clear what is the purpose of this thread. What are we supposed to do here? |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 04 2022 at 07:29
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make small pieces of "poetry" ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 04 2022 at 11:24
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Won't to give any try, Cristi? ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 04 2022 at 16:59
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I do: Don't come too soon To the next world But don't be late ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 04 2022 at 23:28
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I've asked Paul if he would like to write some poetic pieces here. He's thinking about it, but meanwhile he wanted me to tell that his poetic term for Danish Metal is Head-Bang & Olufsen Metal  ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 05 2022 at 16:36
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Now, something else: My days dissolve in my own Light Above the toil of life my soul Is a bird of fire winging the Good ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 06 2022 at 03:38
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Give it a try here whenever you feel ready - I'm not that bad.  ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 06 2022 at 04:44
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The Romantic Warrior across His Mind and Spirit ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: progaardvark
Date Posted: September 06 2022 at 10:52
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Quasisedimentation Theory running around the room with a remote in my hand ------------- ---------- i'm shopping for a new oil-cured sinus bag that's a happy bag of lettuce this car smells like cartilage nothing beats a good video about fractions |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 06 2022 at 13:46
That's pretty advanced, Progaardvark. ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
progaardvark wrote:Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 06 2022 at 14:35
Can you give some description of it? Where does it come from? ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: progaardvark
Date Posted: September 06 2022 at 15:00
I wrote it in 1998. It was in a book of poetry I self-published in 2007. ------------- ---------- i'm shopping for a new oil-cured sinus bag that's a happy bag of lettuce this car smells like cartilage nothing beats a good video about fractions |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 07 2022 at 03:34
Wow, that seems to me something of an achievement.  ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 07 2022 at 09:10
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Back to the beginners: 2000 light years from home Beyond the seventh galaxy We are the lost ones ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 08 2022 at 06:09
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Some lyrics I'm very fond of: Sitting on a park bench eyeing little girls with bad intent snot running down his nose greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes. Drying in the cold sun watching as the frilly panties run feeling like a dead duck spitting out pieces of his broken luck. (from Jethro Tull's "Aqualung" (1971)) ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: moshkito
Date Posted: September 08 2022 at 08:07
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Hi, This is going to be long ... and I'll do my best to be skimpy. It's hard to not understand, or agree, that "poetry" and rock music have not matched up well, and specially so in what we consider "progressive music". That being said, it is really difficult to not appreciate the poetic magnificence of CTTE and then TFTO ... which the group was never able to do again as it did not have the cohesiveness and their hugeness got to their egos. The better/best poets, probably are Leonard Cohen, Bob Dylan (specially the earlier stuff), Roy Harper, Peter Hammill ... and I am missing more that I can't remember at this moment. There were a couple more from the late 60's that really pushed the "edge" of poetry and it was thought as it would be far out to mix it with music. To this end, the INCREDIBLE STRING BAND must get some serious credit as most of their early material was about poetry, not songs, and most of it lived until their crash in Woodstock with the audience asleep as they performed "U" ... which to this day is totally ignored here and deserves a lot of attention as the magnificent piece it is. But a lot of popsters around here don't like the old literary stuff and think that things that Jane got a gun is better poetry because it rhymes with fun! In a lot of rock music, poetry was mishandled and grossly used, and even made fun of in some cases. Renaissance, for the longest time, had lyrics written by a Poetess, whose name fails me. It made for very nice stuff, and a bit different from most folks, and not as "topical" as a lot of poetry tends to be. Other than that, the group Novalis, used words by the philosopher as lyrics, and there probably were more examples around the world, although they don't usually show up in listings and postings about poetry ... at all! I have written poetry to a lot of music, and just like my father's examples done to classical music that were published in his life, mine won't be published until I'm gone as I do not think that an audience exists for it, as folks, first of all, don't listen anymore, and second of all don't really know the difference between poetry and regular jargon and descriptive nothings that don't even make your heart and mind float all over ... there is nothing attractive about the aqualung lyrics listed above ... it's not even inviting, in fact it is more sexually abusive and minded than otherwise ... and something that these days would get smashed to bits! But it was, at the time, a very valid expression, somewhat similar to many folks out there in the world of literature that thought a descriptive passage makes a poem. Normally, that's "fiction". I much prefer TS Elliot to that fiction.
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Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 08 2022 at 09:16
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Thank you very much for your post, Moshkito, which I indeed find interesting, and I'd be very glad to see a sample of your poetry. Regarding Peter Hammill, his lyrics to "Killer" (on H to He...(1970)) are those I find to be not less than the very best I've ever seen. ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: moshkito
Date Posted: September 09 2022 at 06:07
Hi, Peter's whole catalogue fits, and it is difficult to select one piece over another. You can tell the poetic value in his work because it is so different from each piece and rarely will you hear a similar theme here and there on his music. That kind of individuality is not commonplace and not something that is always appreciated, and it is, in fact, the main reason why some folks DON'T LIKE Peter Hammill's work ... it changes so much and is so strong emotionally, that it is difficult to compare to the plasticene and cardboard reality of the majority or pop music, and even a lot of the "progressive" music as well. He's not the only one, though, and I'm shortchanging many folks that had a lot of quality, but in reality, they are difficult to address since most folks will stick to the topical material instead of the freer form poetry that drives the poets that we remember in the history of literature. It takes a certain amount of freedom to get this far, and you cannot be "dependent" on a riff or a sound ... and that is the thing that we screw up the most on. You are dependent on the voice and its delivery, and the music, more often than not, is not even essential to the whole, although some folks made it special, and we have to credit some, like Bob Dylan in his early days, for making it all so vibrant and memorable. To enjoy "poetry" you have to let go of rhymes and of ideas, and just close your eyes ... and there are surprises, too ... I remember reading Allen Ginsburg couple of small books and was not impressed ... and one night I saw "Tonite We All Love In London" and he is there reading a couple of poems, and all of a sudden the words explode ... that is amazing and important. It's like we couldn't see the visuals, but all of a sudden with a proper context, his words came alive, and that is something that books and a lot of literature hides and makes it tougher to appreciate the material and all of a sudden you have to rely on the "masters" to learn how it is done ... well, let me tell you ... there are no "masters" in the rock world, as they are writing something new that has not been exactly written about or seen for hundreds of years. I know there was poetry and music for many years, but no recording, so now that we have the first 100 years of it, I think that we finally will open up to a new form of expression ... just as important and valuable as poetry. One more singer ... I have always loved Sandy Denny ... and by the time you hear "Reynardine", you know that the wording is all she is about ... and when you have Richard Thompson with her, the whole thing just shines and explodes into one of the prettiest things ever recorded in rock music! The saddest poem though is her last ... on the Rising for the Moon album, and in the end, she did not get one more chance! I guess that's what makes it poetry ... knowing something that most of us are not capable of conceiving or understand! I'll post some, but as before, the words were ignored by folks that either can't connect to poetry, or folks that just don't like Mosh and think he is a waste. Even I, as cynical as I can be, will not do that to anyone here, although I might post a disagreement. I have that much respect, and more so for those with artistic sensibilities, instead of pop sensibilities, and to me, what became known as "progressive music" was not a pop song as so many talks here are ... it was art at its best! Makes me think of that Bunuel film ... his last ... with the image of the Goya painting, and the guy crying FREEEDOMMMM as he is shot! It doesn't mean sh*t to most here I don't think! (The Phantom of Liberty) ... and that is what all this music has become ... the Phantom of an idea ... how ironic that is! ------------- Music is not just for listening ... it is for LIVING ... you got to feel it to know what's it about! Not being told! www.pedrosena.com |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 09 2022 at 09:03
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Thank you very much again, Mosh, it's simply great and much more of a good stuff than I've expected to see here. ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 09 2022 at 09:14
Progaardvark, can you maybe tell some more about your poem? ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 09 2022 at 09:43
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Some Peter Hammill lyrics which I'm very fond of: Here at the glass - all the usual problems, all the habitual farce.You ask, in uncertain voice, what you should do as if there were a choice but to carry on miming the song and hope that it all works out right. Tonight it all seems so strange - my spirit feels rigid, my body deranged; still that's only from one point of view and we can't have illusion between me and you, my constant friend, ever close at hand - you and the undercover man. (from VdGG's "The Undercover Man" on Godbluff (1975)) ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 09 2022 at 10:25
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Maybe an interesting interpretation of "The Undercover Man" lyrics: "Hammill writes some stunningly complex lyrics. This one appears to have several of his recurring "themes". Specifically, Mirrors and Illusion or the difference between perception and reality.I think the narrative arc is of a performer (Hammill) staring into his mirror and questioning his motives for being who he is. He's talking to his reflection - "You and the Undercover man". The undercover man is his subconscious. The cracking dam is a maybe reference to the possible consequences of self doubt. It's interesting to me that it also appears to be Hammill offering his own hand to his drowning self.I think this may mean that we have in ourselves to power of self control." Written by PBA on https://songmeanings.com . ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 09 2022 at 14:24
I'd like to tell you, Mosh, what I think about your communication because as far as I can see, you have a lot of good points of view. I find you surely not giving up and fighting for what you find to be good, even to an amazing degree, but I think it would be best, Mosh, if you tried not to talk much about what is not good and not good to do, but instead talked more about what is good and good to do - shortly speaking being more constructively critical. If you could that, I think people would listen more to you, and had more respect for you - and as a matter of fact, I'd say that you've done it more in the last about 6 months, so I certainly see a positive change.  And be sure to see my first, very praising answer to your second post here.
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Posted By: progaardvark
Date Posted: September 10 2022 at 09:17
It's about juxtaposition and pulling nouns out of the atmosphere. ------------- ---------- i'm shopping for a new oil-cured sinus bag that's a happy bag of lettuce this car smells like cartilage nothing beats a good video about fractions |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 11 2022 at 06:10
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other remarkable lyrics: First it was the bomb, Vietnam napalm Disillusioning, you push the needle in From life you escape, reality's black drape Colors in your mind, satisfy your time Oh you, you know you must be blind To do such things like this To take the sweet that you don't know You're giving Death a kiss Poor little fool now (from Black Sabbath's "Hand of Doom", on Paranoid (1970)) ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 12 2022 at 02:39
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Like a stream, these magic waters move me to a dream Of travelling with you, drifting carefree Dropping downward through fresh grasses Bubbles merrily as it passes Never knowing where you're going Carry me with you (carry me with you) Be conjured up in a midnight dream Ancient castles dark As wandering minstrels play tunes of yesterday When dragons roamed the land Knights in armour cold charged on horseback bold The maids were saved, the dragons slain (from Caravan's "Winter Wine", on In the Land of Grey and Pink (1971))
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Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 14 2022 at 04:04
How about it, Mosh? And how about you, Paul, now you're around Just for Fun section? I can't imagine that you couldn't write a couple of verses like the way I've tried. ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 16 2022 at 03:33
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some more modern lyrics: Bauhaus - "In the Flat Field" (excerpt) A gut pull drag on me Into the chasm gaping weMirrors multy reflecting this Between spunk stained sheet And odorous whim Camera eye-flick-shudder within Assist me to walk away in sin Where is the string that Theseus laid Find me out this labyrinth place. I do get bored, I get bored In the flat field.get bored, I do get bored In the flat field Yin and yang lumber punch Go taste a tart, then eat my lunch And force my slender thin and lean In this solemn place of fill wetting dreams Of black matted lace of pregnant cows As life maps out onto my brow The card is lowered in index turn Into my filing cabinet hemispheres spurn. I do get bored, I get bored In the flat field. get bored, I do get bored In the flat field (from the album In The Flat Field (1980))
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Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 16 2022 at 03:40
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A bit of an interpretation of "In the Flat Field" "This song is about casual sex. dreaming of flat fields in some interpretations is symbolic for sex. the author's complaints of how mundane purely sexual adventures are, and how he is in search of a 'cerebral fix'" (written by msefk on https://songmeanings.com/ ) Progaardvark, could you maybe tell something about these lyrics, as well?
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Posted By: progaardvark
Date Posted: September 17 2022 at 09:49
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I think In the Flat Field is about the metric completeness of locally compact lattices and moldy ergodic theory. I could be wrong. ------------- ---------- i'm shopping for a new oil-cured sinus bag that's a happy bag of lettuce this car smells like cartilage nothing beats a good video about fractions |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 18 2022 at 02:23
It's surely not to know what one can expect from you, Progaardvark, as I think, your answer could be much different - but okay, it makes it more exiting. ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 20 2022 at 04:39
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Concerning "The Romantic Warrior", here's an excerpt from a poem titled "The Romantic Warrior", written by Neville Potter and included as a part of the artwork on Return to Forever's The Romantic Warrior (1976): Pick up the gauntlet warriors sheath your swords put up your trusty lance channel the power used to crush every foe into giving the future a chance Believe in yourselves old warriors bold create a path so firm and sure fight for the birth of the freedom of man the end of this medieval overture. ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 21 2022 at 07:11
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Another very ideological, and quite beautiful poem, titled "Revelation" and written by Sri Chinmoy, is included the artwork of Mahavishnu Orchestra's Birds of Fire (1973). Here's an excerpt of it: No more my heart shall sob or grieve. My days and nights dissolve in God's own Light. Above the toil of life my soul Is a Bird of Fire winging the Infinite. While I'm even not a beginner, yet - maybe.
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Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 21 2022 at 07:17
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Neverthereless, here's something I wrote today in another thread ("Reasons for highest rated Prog albums?"): A Neosaur asked a Progasaur: "How am I doing?" The Progasaur answered: "Well my son, life is like a beanstalk, isn't it?" ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 21 2022 at 13:04
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I can't say when the first "albums" with included poems occurred, but I guess that it was very probably at least already in the 50's. The first album I know of such is Miles Davis' E.S.P. from 1965. It contained an abstract and impressionistic poem titled "Miles...Musings" and written by Ralph G. Gleason. It was composed almost entirely of Davis' album and song titles, was supposed to be read aloud when listening to the music, and here's an excerpt of it: Miles Relaxin'... Ahead...kind of blue... Jazz track blue haze... Quiet nights sketching In Spain...in concert...at Newport...in Europe... Friday and Saturday nights at the Blackhawk. Someday my prince will come!
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Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 23 2022 at 13:55
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Here some lyrics with a little story which I like quite a lot: Procol Harum - "In Held Twas in I" (excerpt) ......let me remind you of the pilgrim who asked for an audience with the Dalai Lama.He was told he must first spend five years in contemplation. After the five years, he was ushered into the Dalai Lama's presence, who said, 'Well, my son, what do you wish to know?' So the pilgrim said, 'I wish to know the meaning of life, father.' And the Dalai Lama smiled and said, 'Well my son, life is like a beanstalk, isn't it?' (from the album Shine on Brightly (1968)) ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 23 2022 at 14:06
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For those interested in an interpretation of "In Held Twas in I", here's a suggestion: I interpret the first phase as a lonely man who is also an intellectual; he can't quite understand life and the world. He flashes back to a romance with a girl others rejected, and longs for that comfort. His intellectual side begins to analyze that, and then the rest of life and stops short of being too analytic. The tea time at the circus was the start of a manic episode, and then the autumm of my madness is when the manic episode turns to depression. The sirens and screams are paranoia, and the following guitars and organs are the deep depths of despair. The following sub song about looking to your soul is when the singer realizes that his soul is good, despite his physical and mental condition. He comes to a denoument that having a soul is better than anything and subdues his intellectual worries and loneliness at the same time. The last instrumental with choir is the rejoicing of his spirit for having overcome such a burden, as if his spirit is engulfed by angels. At the end of the song, the singer is saved from himself through spirituality. The subtheme all along is spirituality coming to the aid of intellectual confusion. Writtten by JOrca, September 2013 on songmeanings.com ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: moshkito
Date Posted: September 24 2022 at 12:13
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Hi, I won't quote any rock music here ... although if I were to quote anyone, it would be Jim Morrison, by far the best writer of poetry in rock music. His visual-ness is incredible and so strong as to make us cry, and there are times when I think that rock critics would rather listen to sappy lyrics than meaningful stuff. I have no problems with fun/funny stuff (have a very large collection of comedy from Goons, Lehrer, Kovacks, Python, Firesign Theater) ... but the real "literature" in rock music is the material that simply explodes in your heart and mind ... and really, not many bands come close to The Doors in that respect! ... enjoy the best! WARNING: THIS PIECE HAS BEEN SLIMMED DOWN TO AFFECTIONATELY ADDRESS SOME ISSUES HERE AND THERE ABOUT LYRICS. THINGS HAVE TO BE CUT DOWN SO THEY LOOK/SOUND LIKE A 5 MINUTE POP SONG, NOT THE CORRECT MUSIC PIECE THAT THEY ARE! For anyone having an aversion to this, please do yourself a favor. Go buy the AM version of the hit "Light My Fire" and go enjoy it for its lousy cuts and lack of meaning and feeling from the music itself! (Soapbox off and burned!) Yeah, c'mon. Yeah! When the music's over, When the music's over, yeah, When the music's over, Turn out the lights, Yeah. When the music's over, Turn out the lights, For the music is your special friend, Dance on fire as it intends, Music is your only friend, Until the end Cancel my subscription to the resurrection, Send my credentials to the house of detention, I got some friends inside, The face in the mirror won't stop, The girl in the window won't drop, A feast of friends, alive she cried, Waitin' for me, Outside. Before I sink, Into the big sleep, I want to hear, I want to hear, The scream of the butterfly. Come back, baby, back into my arm, We're gettin' tired of hangin' around, Waitin' around with our heads to the ground, I hear a very gentle sound, Very near yet very far, Very soft, yeah, very clear, Come today, come today, What have they done to the earth, yeah? What have they done to our fair sister? Ravaged and plundered and ripped her and bit her, Stuck her with knives in the side of the dawn and, Tied her with fences and dragged her down, I hear a very gentle sound, With your ear down to the ground, We want the world and we want it, (We want the world and we want it!) Now, Now? Now! Persian night, babe, See the light, babe, Save us, Jesus, Save us! So when the music's over, When the music's over, yeah, Turn out the lights. Well the music is your special friend, Dance on fire as it intends, Music is your only friend, Until the end. ------------- Music is not just for listening ... it is for LIVING ... you got to feel it to know what's it about! Not being told! www.pedrosena.com |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 24 2022 at 13:35
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I should maybe tell that it's not allowed for PA to quote whole songs, only excerpts. ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 24 2022 at 13:43
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How about these lyrics? Genesis - "Looking for Someone" (excerpt) Looking for someone, I guess I'm doing that Trying to find a memory in a dark roomDirty man, you're looking like a Buddha, I know you well Keep on a straight line, I don't believe I can, Trying to find a needle in a haystack, Chilly wind you're piercing like a dagger, it hurts me so. Nobody needs to discover me, I'm back again. You see the sunlight through the trees, to keep you warm in peaceful shades of green Yet in the darkness of my mind Damascus wasn't far behind. (from the album Trespass (1970)) ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 26 2022 at 08:58
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Brave new world Just around the corner I wonder How happy we will be Can we prevent it? ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: Psychedelic Paul
Date Posted: September 26 2022 at 09:43
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If a woman is fickle, Give her a tickle, Hold her waist tightly, Do it twice nightly. - Ken Dodd
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Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 26 2022 at 13:08
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Weell, how tickled I am! and very much welcome in this thread!  ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 28 2022 at 08:22
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Some more of the ideological 70's lyrics: Emerson, Lake & Palmer - "Tarkus: Battlefield" (excerpt) Clear the battlefield and let me see All the profit from our victory.You talk of freedom, starving children fall. Are you deaf when you hear the season's call? Were you there to watch the earth be scorched? Did you stand beside the spectral torch? Know the leaves of sorrow turned their face, Scattered on the ashes of disgrace. (from the album Tarkus (1971)) ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 28 2022 at 08:36
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and here maybe a bit unusual suggestion for interpretation: "I see a meaning of rebirth and redemption in this song. Tarkus lives a vicious, violent life and does not realize that it is being lived wrong [Stones of Years]. When he is defeated by the Manticore, he realizes his violent ways were not the right path- violence does not help. it only ends up hurting- he hurt himself and those he fought. So, he redeems himself- he goes into the sea, a completely new machine. At the end of Aquatarkus, the same music from Eruption is played- Tarkus has been born anew. That's just my take on it, seems good IMO. I love this song, it's 20 minutes and never boring. Epic." written by Aquatarkus, April 17, 2009 on songmeanings.com ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: September 30 2022 at 09:58
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How about a bit of Swedish 90´s lyrics from the excellent Vemod (1993): Anekdoten - "The Old Man & The Sea" (excerpt) The storm has raged here for hours The water's plunging in on meThe remains of my creation Is swallowed slowly down By the troubled sea Into unconsecrated ground Gone eternally, gone eternally Feeder of my visions Carrier of my soul The last hope for the dreamers Now crashing to the shore Pinioned and torn In presumption and with my foolish pride I challenged the storm, I challenged the storm - not so optimistic.
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Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: October 02 2022 at 08:28
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Some interesting modern lyrics are written by Mariusz Duda of Riverside fame on the first album of his solo project, the selftitled Lunatic Soul from 2008. He seems to be occupied by the idea of afterlife/reincarnation, but it obviously gives him some problems: Lunatic Soul - "The Final Truth" (excerpt) So what will survive of me A cardboard box with thoughts insideWhat will survive of me My little escapes from real life What will survive And what will I take To the land of the endless ones If I sever the past It will be so dark here When I met The Ferryman He smiled to me Could swear I saw this smile before "You have to choose" - he said "And then you may return You'll get another chance to revive If you decide to keep Your memories from the past By all else, you must be forgotten If you let me take your mind If you let me take your soul In their hearts you'll stay forever Your choice ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: moshkito
Date Posted: October 02 2022 at 09:28
Hi, I understand the reason, however, some rules are just craving to be broken and wasted. I'm not sure that PA would be considered a "money site' in order for anyone to chase down rules that are designed to ensure that the money flows in one direction. In my experience, a lot of those rules have fallen apart when the site and person were not about a lot of commercial interests, to the point of making a fortune in money. PA may request "donations" to cover some expenses, but I am not sure that is considered material for a commercial venture. In fact, it would not surprise me, if M@X lost money on this site, or at the very least broke so he could maintain it. I think that some of those rules are in effect more to prevent the event that the company (M@X's) would get a written note from a bunch of lawyers asking it to address the issue or pay an X amount of money! It's been like that for a long time ... besides the fact that any monstrosity out there trying hard to take money and create rules for a broken statue is more likely to find itself in the ditch, than the user! M@X is probably cringing at the nut, and will email me to slow down and quiet down, but all in all, in my days, when the dinosaur went after the wrong element ... it killed itself bit by bit! And the old line of record company thing needs to die even more and more! As if 28 years were not enough money for them! ------------- Music is not just for listening ... it is for LIVING ... you got to feel it to know what's it about! Not being told! www.pedrosena.com |
Posted By: moshkito
Date Posted: October 02 2022 at 09:36
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Hi, Here you go ... POSTED WITH PERMISSION BY THE AUTHOR WHO HAS GAINED NOT ONE CENT IN 33 YEARS FROM THIS POEM! (WRITTEN IN 1989) You,
... are no longer a vision. ... Or a poem. There was a day, and many a night, of wonder, of hope, of waiting, and perhaps of expecting,... and, I have often felt, ..'what daring'.. have I, to stand and think, much less,... even more, write a poem, of hope, prayer like, that one day this will all come to happen, somehow, amid all the daily ... events ... and rotten repercussions of doubt and belief, some mine, most by others, that, ... somehow, in some way, I would one day stand up across your path, and blatantly tell you, that, ... I loved you. And you might say, ... do you know me? ... And I'll say, ... what is there to know, that can't be proved by your being, and, standing here, ... I had to grow, you had to see, I had to learn, you had to be, and now, as the end of the past nears, ever so softly, I can finally see your eyes, truly, ... fully, ... and feel what can't possibly ever, be felt by many, but the lucky few, ... chosen ones, ... yes,...You, ... are no longer a vision. Or even a poem. And from my dream of our climb along the many splendour'd shaft of light shall the truth of truths forever be born, that no one can ever cast a side glance of doubt over the power of hope, or of love, and of care, ... (yes, I have cared,.) ... and of trust, Oh yes, trust, that indomitable faith, which can make or break all of us into worthless, unhappy beings whose desires are masters of oblivion, and reality is but a shadow of what it all could and should, ... forever be. Sure it was hard. And, it was painful. But worth it. For in one second, all that ever was, only but a vision, perhaps a hope or two, and a wondrous sight, is now, so true, so clear, so perfect, and so inspiring, that I'm not sure that there even exist in this unfathomable idea of eternal time and space, enough ink and lead to describe you, ... or ... enough notes, scales and instruments to ... to surround you, ... or ... enough paints and canvases to delineate you, ... which will truly describe the feelings not even a second long of a vision within a vision which is, an incarnate truth, ... a specialized moment, ... of unbearable joys, ... when all time stands still, ... and shines,... oh yes, it shines,... ever so brightly,... when it finally can be said, once and for all, You ( my dear) ... Are no longer a vision. ... Or, even, a poem. ------------- Music is not just for listening ... it is for LIVING ... you got to feel it to know what's it about! Not being told! www.pedrosena.com |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: October 03 2022 at 04:47
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When I was young the world was quite different around me when the music's over it's just big sleep. Birth of a poet how would that be like Electric Music for the Mind and Body?
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Posted By: progaardvark
Date Posted: October 03 2022 at 07:32
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retrospection, fragment two obeying constipation four thousandth moose in search of loose spoons table talks to refrigerator "speed of simulation popcorn tugboat scrutinize little words and postage never used in the south moluccas" sniffing icicles fungae days extraterrestrial pickles vulgar vacuums i smell like stars and leave hangers in my clothes and claim pear stems and write letters to ironing boards inside the bicycle pump i remember but i forget what pants? sextic polynomials cookie crumbs and shaddocks bopperpogs and demented diapers what am i talking about? i've asked this before only to get trunkhose in return flowing truncated triangles dodecahedron inside a trumpet shell flywheel tongues compoundable cocoons masters of toast barking at dots on paper ytterbic phone cord it forgot to return with a soda ------------- ---------- i'm shopping for a new oil-cured sinus bag that's a happy bag of lettuce this car smells like cartilage nothing beats a good video about fractions |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: October 03 2022 at 09:42
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thanks for the new poems ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: October 13 2022 at 03:13
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Nothingface without future without grace Every morning, every warning In the darkness of the night a lot of fight If he knew what to do it still wouldn't be easy ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: October 14 2022 at 05:26
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In the jungle of a city a neglected wife and depressed widow man a wrong train to the right station? A wrong lunch box to the right man a lot of letters how good can that be...and yet The way of life or a good story? ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: October 15 2022 at 02:39
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Waiting for the sun that will never come what a waste of time Much better write a letter or f**k it all If confused can be used don't worry, be happy ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: October 17 2022 at 12:33
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Some more lyrics from the 80's, yet now from the other end of the 80's than the previous ones. Actually, I've already quoted them in another thread, but I find them to be so good, so it's very okay to repeat them here. Voivod - "The Unknown Knows" (excerpt) Talk to me you flying shadows Wandering into the ozone stew Keep your myths from the embryos Who would misconstrue Anything new An outright official fiasco Can you shiled me From the drastic truth (From the album Nothingface (1989)) Voivod, a Canadian band formed in 1982, was born in Jonquiére, a town with pulp, paper and aluminium factories churned unceasingly, spewing smoke and generating a perpetual mechanical din. The drummer, Michel Langevin, could have nightmares because of the sounds from these factories, and the band's lyrics are much about something industrial, mechanical and cold. ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: October 23 2022 at 10:04
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Grown ups acting like children twenty first century fox age of populism ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: January 18 2023 at 10:59
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painting black not good for the stomach neither for the head it ain't easy to turn it back but it happens ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: January 27 2023 at 00:41
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painting black what the heck pay attention to it and it ain't that black ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: January 30 2023 at 13:38
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A Christian fake more like a bloody snake Hell is waiting - Without black painting ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: February 13 2023 at 09:23
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Cheasy = cheese + easy but maybe not easy cheese More like too easy listening and too sentimental making the stomach upset ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: February 13 2023 at 10:37
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Better qualified poetic pieces are welcome. ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: Archisorcerus
Date Posted: March 19 2023 at 06:51
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For the mind & spirit, and also the stomach: Turnips are not just for eating... they are for LIVING... you got to peel it to know what's it about! Not being sold!  |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: March 20 2023 at 08:36
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Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: March 24 2023 at 15:09
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Back to some more lyrics which I like a lot: Steve Hackett - "Shadow of the Hierophant" Veiling the nightshade bride stalks a flower revealed Nearing the hour make haste to their threshold concealed Lost in thought in search of vision As the moon eclipsed the sun Casting the same steps glimpsing his own fate to come Melt in the dream void from which he never can run Lost in thought in search of vision As the moon eclipsed the sun Tears fill the fountains breaking their promise to heal Rippling the waters mirror an ended ideal Deep in thought but robbed of vision As the moon eclipsed the sun (from the album Voyage of the Acolyte (1975))
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Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: March 25 2023 at 05:21
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A very nice poem by one of the PAers, written in another thread, and to me a fine picture of some of the life on PA - here by permission of the author, @omphaloskepsis: "Progarchives, perchance you wonder at Paul? But wonder on till you feel nothing at all. Paul's ratings make truth plain. This Comedy of Errors' album is so beyond excellence that it make reality insane! And King Crimson albums are not underrated...thus sayeth Paul. Gentile Giant! Why dust thou bruise me with your medieval delivery? And Van der Graaf Generator's electricity schizophrenically from your hollow metal skull I've listened to you and listened to you! But I hear nothing at all. Berated, what Paul says is underrated even though it's all for show ...thus sayeth Paul. And away we doth go! ...all's well that ends well...especially if your a sperm whale. and Paul makes me smile...makes it all worth while."  ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: March 25 2023 at 05:24
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^ "This Comedy of Errors' album is so beyond excellence that it make reality insane!" ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: March 27 2023 at 17:37
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In this post, just one aphorism from Robert Fripp's 1980s Guitar Craft literature, one I in return like very much: Greed is a poor composer.  ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: March 29 2023 at 05:26
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Some more modern, hard-edged and socially-engaged lyrics: Tool - "Ænema" (excerpt) Some say the end is near Some say we'll see Armageddon soonI certainly hope we will I sure could use a vacation from this ................ Here in this hopeless f**king hole we call L.A. The only way to fix it is to flush it all awayAny f**king time, any f**king day Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay ................... f**k L. Ron Hubbard and f**k all his clones f**k all these gun-toting Hip gangster wannabes Learn to swim, learn to swim f**k retro anything f**k your tattoos f**k all you junkies and f**k your short memories Learn to swim, learn to swim Yeah, f**k smiley glad-hands With hidden agendas f**k these dysfunctional Insecure actresses Learn to swim, learn to swim ..................... Yeah, time to bring it down again Yeah, don't just call me pessimistTry and read between the lines And I can't imagine why you wouldn't Welcome any change, my friend ......................... (from the album Ænima (1996)) ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: March 29 2023 at 05:37
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A couple of comments and interpretations of "Ænema" posted in SongMeanings.com: "I'm quite surprised on how little some people know about Tool. The CD this song comes from was entirely dedicated to the late great Bill Hicks (R.I.P.), and some of the lyrics, this song specifically, are actually plays off rants that Bill Hicks had. Maynard (and Tool) and Bill Hicks were close friends. Bill Hicks had mentioned numerous times about how much he hates L.A. and just wants to flush the whole thing down, so people better start learning to swim or they will drowned in their own filth. And the "see you down in Arizona Bay" part, Bill Hicks had also said that too. So all in all, this song is pretty straight forward if you know of the legendary Bill Hicks." (posted by https://songmeanings.com/profiles/view/17511572/" rel="nofollow - Chrismbax on May 19, 2012) ............................................................... "I think this song follows a similar theme to that of many Tool songs - enlightenment. It seems it can be taken at face value and that the 'narrator' is just sick of everything that is wrong with L.A. Taken to a deeper level of meaning, however, and I think the song is about hope for better rather than worse. Here is what the song translates to, in my opinion of course; Most of the song is written from a negative perspective and in such a way that it really resonates with the disillusionment in many people. I think many people would derive a sick pleasure from watching the world collapse and to feel that their own misery is near an end, but i think the narrator sums it up perfectly when he says 'Don't just call me pessimist, try and read between the lines. I can't imagine why you wouldn't welcome any change, my friend.' To me this part implies that, although the narrator is speaking from a negative point of view, the desire is a positive one. As with many of Tool's songs, Keenan suggests that by simply living in the here and now and by accepting each moment as the only thing that truly exists, one can be freed from the bonds of human existence and from a position in time (Parabola, perhaps?) in order to feel truly connected with the 'oneness' of consciousness. For most people, enlightenment is an esoteric concept rather than a freedom achievable with anyone who so strongly desires it. For those who do become enlightened, a large proportion had to suffer greatly in order for the transmutation to commence. Some became enlightened due to the death of a loved one, or through severe illness. In my case, I experienced a sudden flash of enlightened awareness after years of suffering from severe depression and anxiety. I am still practicing in order to get to that peaceful place again. To me, the song seems to imply that the narrator hopes for a cataclysmic event to wake up those whose eyes are closed to the true and beautiful nature of existence. Cheers." (posted by https://songmeanings.com/profiles/view/17487029/" rel="nofollow - myeyehurts on November 02, 2011)
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Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: March 29 2023 at 09:19
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Talking about hard-edged lyrics, here're some Satanic and thus even more controversial, and being a part of a Heavy Metal album from the '80s: Mercyful Fate - "Satan's Fall" (excerpt) They're walking by the night The Moon has frozen blue Long black coats a shelter for the rain Their load must get through Now bats are leaving their trees They're joining the call Seven Satanic Hell Preachers Heading for the hall Bringing a blood of a newborn child Got to succeed, if not it's Satan's fall ...................... Is it Satan's fall? No it's Satan's call (from the album Melissa (1983)) A couple of years ago, I heard from the Mercyful Fate's guitarist, Michael Denner, that King Diamond, the author of the lyrics, had become a High Priest in a European Satanic sect - so it has surely been serious business for him.
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Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: March 29 2023 at 09:39
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While Wikipedia writes following about King Diamond's view of Satanism and religion: "Diamond follows https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Satanism" rel="nofollow - Satanism , which he does not see as a https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Religion" rel="nofollow - religion , but a https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Philosophy" rel="nofollow - philosophy by which he lived even before reading https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anton_LaVey" rel="nofollow - Anton LaVey 's https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Satanic_Bible" rel="nofollow - The Satanic Bible . https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/King_Diamond#cite_note-rhi1-16" rel="nofollow - [16] https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_Jenkins_Moynihan" rel="nofollow - Michael Moynihan calls him "one of the only performers of the '80s Satanic Metal who was more than just a https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Poseur" rel="nofollow - poseur using a devilish image for https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shock_value" rel="nofollow - shock value ". https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/King_Diamond#cite_note-loc15f-17" rel="nofollow - [17] Diamond has expressed concern that religion has led so many people to kill and destroy each other. He stated that he cannot comprehend why religion has caused so much death and destruction when it is logically impossible to prove the presence or absence of any https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deity" rel="nofollow - deity . He states that he has reached a point in his life where he has completely given up believing in anything religious. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/King_Diamond#cite_note-18" rel="nofollow - [18] " (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/King_Diamond#Religion)
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Posted By: omphaloskepsis
Date Posted: March 30 2023 at 13:08
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144,000 From
the blossoming canopy of my family tree I silently plummet. Wormy apple of a shameful harvest, produce of
Original Sin. In the shade of scornful
branches, hides the fallen ripened fruit.
It
is there, amongst these complex shadows, that I am left to rot. My
parents loved me to death. Yea,
though I walk through the valley of the shadow of my conception, I have no
fear. I am fear. I am a kindergarten
scarecrow, tattered by the wind and grasping at the straws of a solitary
existence. The
rod? It was never meant to comfort me. The
staff? An infection within my home. I am a contamination. I am a virus borne through familial DNA. Adaptation equals my survival. No!
No! This is not me. It’s my
Doppelganger, can’t you see? Then why is
my reflection laughing back… No! This can’t be. Stop! Wait
a second. Wait
a minute. Wait
a lifetime. There
is no cure for me; this festering diabetic wound I’ve become. Hopelessly hoping, pessimistically
optimistic…bleeding from the outside in. In
a corner of my mind, the place where I sleep with the lights on, I cower in
rigid terror. Immobile. Violent. Unforgiving. I don’t need a boogeyman - he is
the stuff of child’s play. The
kicks. The slaps. The knuckle white vise clenching the nape of
my neck. The
lime green brush. The
brown leather belt with the sturdy silver buckle. Urine
trickles down my thigh, slowly curling and winding it’s way around my ankle and
like a salamander slips into my shoe to hide.
I am ashamed. I
am going away now. Kazakula sits under the old gum tree. Merry
merry king of the bushes he. Laugh Kazakula laugh Kazakula. What a fiend you must be. "Look
at me when I’m talking to you". "Don’t
make me do this." "This
is going to hurt you a lot more than it’s going to…" You
are a very bad dolly and I’m gonna poke your eyes out. Shout! Daddy’s broken rubber baby... Shout! Mommy’s second coming scream, “She’s
possessed!” They cried as they thumped their Bibles. “She’s
possessed!” They professed as they skeemed to save my soul. “She’s
possessed!” They Amen'ed as they sang out: ‘Jesus loves me’ Stand down Skipper and MaryAnn, imaginary comrades no longer serve me. Ciao, Peter Pan, give Tinker Bell my shovel and pail cuz I’m going away. Must
be perfect must,must perfect be bebebe perfect must must must perfect be God spoke to me. Well, not directly. Through my parents. Well, not directly to them. But through the Church. And God said, “The demons must be driven out
of you or your name won’t appear in the Book of Life.” Thankfully, the lime green brush and the
sturdy silver buckle came to save my immortal soul. The
sweet wrath of love shows no mercy. I
am: The
bloodied lamb, scapegoat...Dad at my throat, A
crown of thorns in my parents’ side. A
uterine crucifixion latex revelation ride Upon the beast with two backs A scourge of whipped cream "I am, I am a holy ecclesiastical thrashing of affection. For the genuflecting submissive.... everyday is Palm Sunday. A
wise bruise once said, “Yes, Mam. No,
Sir!” My
salvation feels like high heel hell. I am going away now. |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: March 30 2023 at 14:14
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^ Wow! that is really something, Cindy, or more rightly speaking, I'm speechless. I just wished, my English was better to fully appreciate this poem of yours. I can at least say, it's really a shining pearl in this thread. Thank you very much! ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: March 31 2023 at 04:54
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After second reading of your poem, Cindy, I don't really know what to say...difficult stuff which affect me a lot. But thank you very much again for sharing it with us. ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: April 01 2023 at 08:52
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Cindy, when did you write this poem, and I guess, you've been interested quite a lot in poetry? ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: April 10 2023 at 08:31
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Very politically-engaged lyrics on a mainstream Rock album from 1987: Little Steven - "Freedom" (excerpt) I've seen people cryin' out for justice I've seen people abandoned by the world I've seen children whose eyes are so helpless I've seen people fighting, fighting, fighting for Freedom - crying out for Freedom - dying Freedom - it's all around us baby Freedom - what you gonna do with your life? .......................... I've seen people hungry for an answer I've seen people crying to be heard I've seen people tired of waiting I've seen people fighting, fighting for Freedom Freedom - crying out for Freedom - dying Freedom - what you gonna do with your life? (from the album Freedom, No Compromise )
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Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: April 15 2023 at 06:07
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I think, it's good to mention here this update of my OP:
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Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: May 05 2023 at 09:22
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Having trusted in materialism and technology rather than in human spirituality, mankind has created a monster from which there is no escape Greg Lake (plus Pete Sinfield) on Brain Salad Surgery (1973) as interpreted by Edward Macan (1997, p. 75)
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Posted By: Logan
Date Posted: May 16 2023 at 14:32
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I see you asked for me to share a poem of mine, David. Here are a few ditties from a non poet laureate. The Righteous Sinner Do you want salvation? Follow me. Straight down the path To surety. Don't eat meat on Friday, That's a sin. Don't miss church on Sunday, That's a sin. Go to confession, Make your profession Of guilt, such guilt. Fight the good fight, You'll be alright With Heaven on your side. The Death of the Little Boat, but the Dream Lives On (spoiler, it sunk) -- based on a true story which was based on an actual event ;) When I was young I built a boat, It didn't matter that it wouldn't float. 'twas all the more amusing to be sure, When it sunk to the bottom and was no more. To err is human; to bark canine and to purr feline: The Feline Groovy Song. Based on a Simon and Garfunkel song and my actual observations of a cat (aka Felis catus of the felis domesticus family) stalking rodents Slow down, you stalking too fast You got to make the prowling last... Looking for mice and feline groovy. ------------- https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLXcp9fYc6K4IKuxIZkenfvukL_Y8VBqzK" rel="nofollow - Duos for fave acts |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: May 17 2023 at 13:49
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thanks, Greg ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: May 29 2023 at 12:45
And here some lyrics from Emerson, Lake & Palmer - "Karn Evil 9, 1st Impression, part 1" (excerpt) Cold and misty morning, I heard a warning borne in the air About an age of power where no one had an hour to spare,Where the seeds have withered, silent children shivered, in the cold Now their faces captured in the lenses of the jackals for gold. .................. Suffering in silence, they've all been betrayed They hurt them and they beat them, in a terrible way Praying for survival at the end of the day There is no compassion for those who stay, yeah ................... There must be someone who can set them free
To take their sorrow from this odyssey To help the helpless and the refugee To protect what's left of humanity ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: July 04 2023 at 13:17
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Some more of ELP's early, philosophical lyrics, and this time very clearly speaking: Emerson, Lake & Palmer - "The Only Way (Hymn)" (excerpt) People has stirred moved by the word. Kneel at the shrine, deceived by the wine.How was the earth conceived? Infinite space. Is there such a place? You must believe in the human race. Can you believe, God makes you breathe. Why did he lose six million Jews. Touched by the wings, fears angel brings Sad winter storm, grey autumn dawn Who looks on life itself, who lights your way? Only you can say. How can you just obey? ........... Don't be afraid: man is man made. From the album Tarkus (1971) ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: August 06 2023 at 14:53
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W dalekie ziemie za gory i lasy gdzie to nas ponioslo w te owe czasy Coz taki byl los i kto wie czy zly czy dobry ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: October 31 2023 at 09:21
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Some great lyrics by Supertramp, which certainly has not lost their relevance: Supertramp - "Crime of the Century" Now they're planning the crime of the century Well, what will it be? Read all about their schemes and adventuring Yes, it's well worth a fee So roll up and see How they rape the universe How they've gone from bad to worse Who are these men of lust, greed and glory? Rip off the masks and let's see But that's not right, oh, no, what's the story? But there's you and there's me That can't be From the album Crime of the Century (1974) ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: November 04 2023 at 13:07
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Once upon a time I dreamt about becoming a new Karl Marx But the health of mine wasn't that co-operative and I guess, the times weren't that either anyway  ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: November 07 2023 at 05:47
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Even being prose, I find this piece of text quite poetic: "Amon Düül II were dedicated, from inception, to reflecting the changing times. By the mid-1970s, expecting to find them playing Yeti-style psychedelic freakouts was like expecting David Bowie to still be a long-haired hippy performing "The Wild-Eyed Boy From Freecloud"". (Krautrock: Cosmic Rock and Its Legacy. Black Dog Publishing 2009, p. 44) ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: Frets N Worries
Date Posted: November 10 2023 at 08:34
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I based a song I wrote around some Salvador Dali paintings, except for the last bit: And although I’m brighter than many You’re a rhinestone my friend, not a diamond And maybe I’m not your knight in shining armor, I’m just some loser in a tin-foil cap ------------- The Wheel of Time Turns, and Ages come and pass. What was, what will be, and what is, may yet fall under the shadow. Let the Dragon ride again on the winds of time... |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: November 10 2023 at 09:03
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Posted By: JD
Date Posted: November 10 2023 at 10:02
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Because David asked so nicely! Lyric Aqua Terra Electrique © JD Dinsdale 2010 In churning wakes as light recedes Guiding lights of emerald green And red that seems to bleed Pulled away in strange effect By force of nature, disconnect No warning left to heed Slipped so quickly from my gaze Engulfed and swallowed by the haze Our life became unfurled Across the flats with careful haste We broke to land and then we faced Electric water world ------------- Thank you for supporting independently produced music |
Posted By: JD
Date Posted: November 10 2023 at 10:19
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Poem Paranoia © JD Dinsdale 2010 Paranoia all around me Disarray in front and back Cadillacs and Chevy Blazers Mounting their attack Jagged glass and dirty pin Protruding from the ground Taking steps so lightly That they barely touch the ground Hurried siren from afar A child screams in pain Insanity surrounds us all Some things you can't explain Broken, as a wafer is Then served up to the masses Hold your breath and hold your thoughts Until the feeling passes ------------- Thank you for supporting independently produced music |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: November 10 2023 at 10:21
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I think, one of the very strongest ideological, musical statements ever is this song, based on a speech by H.I.M. Haile Selassie I, made in California 28th February 1968: Bob Marley & The Wailers - "War" (excerpt) Until the philosophy which hold one race Superior and another inferior Is finally And permanently Discredited And abandoned Everywhere is war Me say war That until there are no longer First-class and second-class citizens of any nation Until the colour of a man's skin Is of no more significance than the colour of his eyes Me say war That until the basic human rights Are equally guaranteed to all Without regard to race Dis a war That until that day The dream of lasting peace World citizenship Rule of international morality Will remain in but a fleeting illusion to be pursued But never attained Now everywhere is war War And until that day The African continent Will not know peace We Africans will fight, we find it necessary And we know we shall win As we are confident In the victory Of good over evil (From the album Rastaman Vibration (1976)) ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: JD
Date Posted: November 10 2023 at 10:26
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Poem Beneath The Surface © JD Dinsdale 2010 Passages and corridors leading from an ancient city Long, cold, damp passages That show no pity Caverns and crags Near to the earthly remains of the past And a stench so foul There’s a chill that runs all through my bones Not a chill of cold But of being alone The passages become time and the corridors are thought A burning desire to continue Yet fear dictates I cannot Having seen what once was done My eyes are tearful at the sight of the sun I alone am one ------------- Thank you for supporting independently produced music |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: November 10 2023 at 10:39
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Posted By: Frets N Worries
Date Posted: November 10 2023 at 10:40
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Come young children play with fire Your fathers won’t come home So we light a torch and burn the pyre Now he lives where the angels roam ‘Ere Yesterday I saw a white dove across the empty sky And I knew blood had been spilled The Requiem for the unknown soldier Rings out through his mother’s cries Now your fathers funeral pyre is burning ever brighter We hum along and play a marching tune Now watch the Minstrel play his flute and kettledrum And as he tunes his harp tune ever higher He plays a requiem for the fallen rovers Thousands of men across the song The Friar reads from the book of John As the Minstrel strums his cittern "Northern Fire" By Atmos (Me) ------------- The Wheel of Time Turns, and Ages come and pass. What was, what will be, and what is, may yet fall under the shadow. Let the Dragon ride again on the winds of time... |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: November 10 2023 at 10:50
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Great, friends, and I may have some comments or questions after having a closer look at all these writings of yours. ------------- quality over quantity, and all kind of PopcoRn almost beyond |
Posted By: Frets N Worries
Date Posted: November 10 2023 at 11:07
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I've got 6 albums written, and some songs are better than others, I'll share my favorite bits ------------- The Wheel of Time Turns, and Ages come and pass. What was, what will be, and what is, may yet fall under the shadow. Let the Dragon ride again on the winds of time... |
Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: November 10 2023 at 11:48
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Posted By: David_D
Date Posted: November 10 2023 at 12:58
Beautiful vocabulary, what is it about?
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