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Monday, March 31, 2014

DOOM AND THE SWEET BIRDS OF SPRING......SAD SONGS.... AND LEONARD COHEN ...............


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           I was listening to some
ballads that were so depressing... I wanted to
take a long walk off a short pier. I have a friend
who always used to say, after he heard 
a sad song:

       "That was really nice. I have to go into
the bathroom now and slice up!"

           The effects of the sad songs are
 so horrendous...If I have to listen to any more...
 I mean... slow dirge-like pace of the last one...
 oh, boy! Ouch!         
       The problem is - these were not somebody
else 's songs, they were my own songs, my ballads...
And  they were so damn sad
they might have this same effect on other
people as they had on me...other people might
want to off themselves, walk down that lonely
lane and step in front of an 18 wheeler.
        I can see the note such a person
might write me, "Gee, I really loved your
song... Bye! Bye!"

           Incredibly sad songs, what's to be done?
          
           
           You never can tell. Leonard Cohen's
early songs had the same effect on me...
and he didn't turn out too badly.
           I mean, we're all proud of the guy...And
so far as I know, no one I knew at the time
actually killed themselves after listening to
his first album - they just thought about it!

          So maybe "sad" is not so bad.
 And  "too sad" is easy to fix. You just turn
up the speed on the board!


       
       But....not only are these ballads depressing,
they're long... 10-12 verses each. I poured 
down a whole bottle of strong wine 
to prepare myself...to escape the effect of the last six verses....
       I was afraid ...if I digested some of 
the images too well  I might channel the moment, 
go back to the same 
state of mind I was in when 
I wrote  the    beautiful horrid damn things.
          And I don't want that!  I want to avoid
the purple dragon's den.   
     

       Here's a dandy little ditty called, 
'VALLEY OF DEATH"
which the promoters weren't too keen on,
at the time... 
       

YOU WALK IN THE VALLEY OF DEATH
THE VALLEY OF DEATH.. 
ALONE

YOU WALK IN THE WILDERNESS
IN THE WILDERNESS
FAR FROM YOUR HOME

Catchy, huh? Actually the above lines 
 are the HOOK:   that's the  cheerful
 part of the song... 


        Or there's this one!


       Going out to the Mountains
      Going to sit beside the sea
      GOING TO WALK AMONG THE MOUNTAINS
            OF THE MOON
      AND CALL YOUR NAME

      Yeah, well these words don't exactly cheer me
up, either!

       This song is done in Am... with a descending
base down to the low F  (on guitar)
And the one I was just listening to
had this added feature - it was recorded
at about speed 18 1/2 ( whatever the one below 33 1/3 is)
and it sweeps over you like the slow waves of a calm
lake on a night with no wind....

          It's a cheery piece, guaranteed to hurry  the
demise of all the manic-depressives among us...
and there are more than you might think... at
least there will be when we've all heard this one
No questions the songs have power...
and there's no doubt that they are beautiful,
so what's to do?
            Put 'em in with some up tempo
songs that make six year old kids want to
jump up and down on their beds... And make
grownups (want to) dance. 
          
         I did find  four or five that made me want to laugh...
if I could extricate myself from the chair
I had been pole-axed into by
those ballads...
              There are a few rockers in terrible taste -
which is the way a good rocker should
be!!!  So there's hope... and if there's any way
I can find out how to put a taped recording
onto a published post, I'll lay some of these babies
on you.
         But not the ballads... the ballads should
come with a warning....And the warning
should say: "Do Not Unwrap this CD alone, if you
have any suicidal tendencies whatsoever!"
       And most of us do.                                                                






                               




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      Oh God, I have to lighten up!
here's more of the above article.


    I suppose I had  written  in a trance of 
mortal depression, love sickness and gloom that...  
Such a strong sense that the world was ending... 
that the environment was being fucked
 up so badly by the monopolies.. that we were
going down the drain... 
        and worse, our sense of trust in
each other...was going down the drain, too
            I mean, the feeling that we are all
pulling together in the same nation and in the same
cause, had almost totally been destroyed...
           and the capitalistic running dogs  ho! ho!
 had run out of horse flesh to eat, so they had turned cannibalistic and they were devouring us, their own people..
they were eating OUR flesh!
          Whoops! 
         
           See what I mean?
 With thoughts like these, you can see
why I moved to a cabin in the bush!

            
         (I have always wanted to use that
"capitalistic running dogs" line)




        Wait a minute! What am I saying?
We  still do have a national spirit! All is not lost ! 
We don't have to turn to communism or cannibalism.
All you have to do is look at a Canadian hockey crowd!  
Then tell me that we can't pull together! 
         Bullshit! 
         Spring is just around the corner!
             
         The Leafs are in desperate straights...
O.K., now they're finished!  But only for a few
more months.
         You can taste spring
in the air, but it's not here yet...
It's my favourite time of year!
             What the hell am I feeling gloomy
about? 





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