I’ve never been one for poetry. As much as I love reading, I have just never
felt very connected to this particular genre.
Don’t get me wrong: I completely
understand that it is an art, a fluid expression of thoughts and ideas,
sometimes imaginative, sometimes all-too-real.
I am capable of appreciating these characteristics, but I would never opt
to read it over other forms of literature.
Today, while driving along on my two-hour commute
from my home to my office, I realized there actually is a form of poetry that I
wholeheartedly and unreservedly adore – MUSIC.
I listen to music almost all of the
time. If I’m awake, there must be
music. Even as I’m teaching, there is
music. When I take a shower, I turn on
music. If I can’t sleep at night, I sing
to myself! Music is a huge part of my
life.
To many, music might simply seem like beats of bass
or extra sound; but, in fact, music is both an art and a science. It is comprised of precision as well as
chaos. It is rhythm, but it is also
lyrics {most of the time}.
I am a lyrics person. While I love a good beat or killer guitar
riff, I need and seek out good words. To
me, songwriting is a whole lot like poetry.
The rhythm is just the accompanying track to the literature from the
songwriter.
Like poetry, music includes a wide array of styles.
For instance, we can consider that pop music is the “Roses
are red, violets are blue…” of the lyrical world. The word choices and structure of these songs
might be simple, end in rhymes, and come to a predictable conclusion, but they
still require some writing skill as well as an understand of what might catch a
listener’s ear. {Please don’t take my
comments here as an affront to pop music.
I channel my inner Kelly Clarkson on an almost daily basis while dancing
around in my car.}
Examples of this approach to lyrics {and poetry} can
be found in several current pop songs.
K$sha’s “C’mon” includes lines like the following:
Feeling
like I'm a high schooler
Sipping on a warm wine cooler
Hot 'cause the party don't stop
I'm in a crop top
… … … …
We been keeping it PG
But I wanna get a little frisky…
Sipping on a warm wine cooler
Hot 'cause the party don't stop
I'm in a crop top
… … … …
We been keeping it PG
But I wanna get a little frisky…
Rihanna’s “Stay”
includes similar rhyme-ending lines:
Round and around and around and
around we go
Oh now tell me now tell me now tell me now you know
Oh now tell me now tell me now tell me now you know
It takes me all the way
I want you to stay
I want you to stay
Ooh the reason I hold on
Ooh ‘cause I need this hole gone
Funny you're the broken one but I'm the only one who needed saving
Cause when you never see the light it's hard to know which one of us is caving…
Ooh ‘cause I need this hole gone
Funny you're the broken one but I'm the only one who needed saving
Cause when you never see the light it's hard to know which one of us is caving…
More advanced
songwriting can be compared to less obvious rhythms and themes in poetry. Literary devices like metaphor or
personification might be utilized. Word
choice may be highly varied and creative.
Like their poetic counterparts, these sorts of songs may prove to be
complex and quite deep.
My favorite band of all-time will forever be Led Zeppelin. I find their songs rhythmically
and lyrically interesting. One of their
most popular tracks is the highly-successful “Stairway to Heaven.” The song – while certainly appealing based
solely on Jimmy Page’s guitar work, John Paul Jones’ bass recorder and electric
piano work, and John Bonham’s ever-stunning drums – is ultimately made by
Robert Plant as he sings thought-provoking lyrics like the following:
There's
a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
And she's buying a stairway to heaven.
When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for.
Ooh, ooh, and she's buying a stairway to heaven.
There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure
'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.
In a tree by the brook, there's a songbird who sings,
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.
And she's buying a stairway to heaven.
When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for.
Ooh, ooh, and she's buying a stairway to heaven.
There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure
'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.
In a tree by the brook, there's a songbird who sings,
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.
Other complex lyrical schemes can be found in all
genres of modern music.
Ben Folds, another favorite of mine, penned these
lyrics to his song “The Luckiest”:
What
if I'd been born 50 years before you
In a house on the street where you live?
Maybe I'd be outside as you passed on your bike
Would I know?
And in a wide sea of eyes
I see one pair that I recognize
In a house on the street where you live?
Maybe I'd be outside as you passed on your bike
Would I know?
And in a wide sea of eyes
I see one pair that I recognize
And
I know
That I am…
The luckiest
I love you more than I have
Ever found a way to say to you
Next door there's an old man who lived to his 90s
And one day passed away in his sleep
And his wife, she stayed for a couple of days
And passed away
That I am…
The luckiest
I love you more than I have
Ever found a way to say to you
Next door there's an old man who lived to his 90s
And one day passed away in his sleep
And his wife, she stayed for a couple of days
And passed away
I'm
sorry, I know that's
A strange way to tell you
That I know we belong…
A strange way to tell you
That I know we belong…
Literature has often inspired musicians to either
allude to or outright mention certain works or authors.
Regina Spektor – who I think is some sort of
modern-day musical genius – mentions authors in at least two of her songs.
In “Poor Little Rich Boy,” she sings:
Poor
little rich boy, all the world is okay
The water runs off your skin and down into the drain
You're reading Fitzgerald, you're reading Hemmingway
They're both super smart and drinking in the café…
The water runs off your skin and down into the drain
You're reading Fitzgerald, you're reading Hemmingway
They're both super smart and drinking in the café…
In “Pound of Flesh,” she alludes to Shakespeare’s
Merchant of Venice and also mentions a poet from our current text:
Ezra Pound'll sit upon your bed
ask you which books as of late you have read
ask you if you've read his own
and whether you could spare a pound
of flesh to cover his bare bones
You'll say, man, take a pound, take two
what's a pound of flesh between
friends like me and you?
What's a pound of flesh among friends?...
ask you which books as of late you have read
ask you if you've read his own
and whether you could spare a pound
of flesh to cover his bare bones
You'll say, man, take a pound, take two
what's a pound of flesh between
friends like me and you?
What's a pound of flesh among friends?...
To me, these lyrical examples illustrate the
commonalities that music and traditional poetry share. Writers, whether song or literary ones, aim
to express an idea and elicit some sort of emotional response from their
readers {or listeners}. Even pop songs
or elementary poems seek to achieve this.
Their goal may simply be to entertain or lighten a dark mood. More complex poems and songs may strive to
communicate a vision or express an intricate concept. They may hope to force their audience to
consider alternate worlds or visionary ideas.
Ultimately, the success of these goals depends on
the appeal of the work. Skill, while
clearly necessary, is not usually the determining factor for an audience. Instead, the audience seeks connection to the
message.
I can read volumes of poetry and find only a small
number that spark connection; however, I can name many songs that have provided
this.
To each his own, of course. Some might feel that pulsating rhythm overshadows lyrics, making music more of distraction than a means of communication. But for now, I will choose musical poetry over the textbook kind any day of the week!
Ashley, I too, love music. Music has always been a form of poetry to me. The following is the end of a eulogy speech that I did for public speaking, it was my Dad's eulogy that I wrote: When the wind blows gently, it’s like a whisper from Daddy that says just as his headstone reads: “Don’t worry about me, I’ll be alright.” Gone are the days that I can walk up and give Daddy a hug, but I know he will be waiting for me with open arms the next time we meet!
ReplyDeleteLet me end with a few lines from 12 Stones song “Crash”
"And I feel like I’m falling farther everyday
But I know you’re there watching over me
And I feel like I’m drowning, the waves crashing over me,
But I know that your love, it will set me free."
Another song that really helps me is "Somebody Wishes They Were You" by Adelitas Way. Some lyrics are:
"Life ain't that bad, look what you have,
When the high's aren't so high, just do what you can.
A world you can change, and a life you choose.
'Cause somewhere out there,
somebody wishes they were you."
I, too have music playing at all times, it's good for the soul. For the record I particularly like hard rock, and I love Zeppelin!