The New Real Me
I began writing a new song - to go on the next pop album -
that I know will be a college radio hit. It's got a nice
melodic hook, whiz-bang chord changes, and an inside
reference to that hook-of-hooks pop songs, Roxanne
(see last week's entry). The music is still sketchy but here's
the lyric:
I married a prostitute
her name was Roxanne
four feet six inches in high heel boots
with stringy blonde hair
and a health bueareau card
I married a rotweiller
passed off as a whore
on all fours she can dirty my rug
with her foul mood swings
from ingesting the drain-o
I married beneath me
my ascestors were kings
we carried the gold standard from Kiev
enslaving the gypsies
breeding fleas in our beards
poor and picking tobacco
I married for money
she was born in George the third's trundle bed
in Carolina
where fleas breed in the bed
[repeat first verse]
Poetry - or lyric writing - fascinates me. I'm all for the
economical, get-it-said-short imperative,
though so much contemporary stuff sounds like run-on sentences. The images
and associations come quick when you've had a wide range of fresh
experiences just recently, though the ideas and 'morals' which are
illustrated by these tend to be a long time in the making.
A New Job For Real
Said 'sayonara' to
EduPrep, LLC last week. What a relief - I was having acid pangs
over it. Good timing, because it turns out the company is
not long for this world. Now that I'm out the door, I'll proudly say that I was
the only hard-working employee of that company. Its difficult to take things seriously when
that's the case. Anyway, I'm now the Network Developer/Architect
at Eastern Nazarene College
in Quincy, MA. Those who've read David McCullough's
2001 Pulitzer-winning bio of John Adams will recognize the locale. The Nazarenes are an intense group, though I think it'll work
out well, my catholic baptism and my wife's bat-mitzva notwithstanding.
Resolution: To keep an even emotional keel when watching my the neighbor children abuse their cat.
Resolution 2: Scratch that - abduct the little guy off to a better home.