How I wish I were a lyricist. That was my original working title. Then I realized, wow, that doesn't sound exciting at all.
But I was thinking... You know when you listen to a song and the lyrics just get to you? How certain people just know how to string words together and make them sound so powerful in rhythm with music backing them? I can't do that. I can't write poetry either. (similar, I understand. maybe the same.. whoops)
I really wish I could though. I'd like to think that I'm decent with words - I am a blogger, after all. But I have never been able to write (or even think of) anything profound to say in a couple lines. I took American Literature 1 (whoo!) and I loved it and hated it at the same time. Looking back now, I'm thinking how awful some of those stories were... but also how much talent some of those poets had! It's incredible. Emily Dickinson, for example. Yikes. Usually I don't like her stuff because it's kinda depressing and froth with meaning... good and bad, you know.
Funny story. I went to go look for a poem by Emily Dickinson that I could put in here... I didn't find any I liked. Ha! Now no one hate on me. I know there are a couple by her that I liked but.... Okay, I'm straying from the point here.
How about I look at a song that I know very well? Rolling in the Deep by Adele, I'm sure you've heard it. I sang this song for our annual pops concert so I had to memorize it... and I realized that some of the lines were genius, cutting. Background information, Adele was seriously mad at an ex-boyfriend or something like that when she wrote this. My favorite line of the whooooole song:
"Think of me in the depths of your despair /
Make a home down there as mine sure won't be shared"
Awesome, no? Make a home in your own sadness because you can never live with me. Something like that. AWESOME. The wording and the way of verbally giving the finger is something I never could have come up with. And this is why I'm jealous of people who write songs.
And by the way, I'm not just talking about people who are capable of expressing anger through poetry. I've got a handle on letting people know I'm mad without rhyming, trust me. But inspiring songs, happy songs, stupid songs... I wish I could write any of them.
I suppose I'm happy with what I've got... I'm very good at taking songs I already know and changing the words to insult who ever happens to be with me. =) That's a skill I got from my mother. Well, we've all got our strengths and weaknesses, eh? hahahahah
Sorry guys. Haven't blogged in a while. Out of my mind. Thanks for sticking around. =)
BYYYYYE! <3
I can't stand Emily Dickinson either. And for the record, neither can Mr. Hoover. He never made us read any of her stuff for any of his classes because he hated her writing that much. I can't write songs either, Darce. But I can come up with funny one-liners on the spot. Ask Steve, it's true.
ReplyDeleteEmily Dickinson is not the only poet whose work is *fraught* with meaning, Darcy; want to talk depressing? Read Edgar Allen Poe! Ew. I respected Ms. Dickinson, and Mr. Poe, but didn't like either of their work.
ReplyDeleteI don't think it's that you can't write lyrics. I think it's that you haven't had enough life experience, enough real inspiration, yet. Besides, being a poet or lyricist takes a lot of time and practice. I'd say, if you really want to do it, go for it.
And, for the record, you (and Theresa) inherited your gift of word from your mother; I thank both of you for acknowledging that! :)