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Trevor (see..l can be nice, least I didn't suggest WDWGDAS)
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Parottsix wrote in message
<199806020244...@ladder01.news.aol.com>...
>I am a 9th grader and as a last final fun thing to do in school we need to
pick
>a song that has some meaning and good poetic sense. If any one has any
>favortes that mean something to them could you post it. Your help would be
>very appreciated. I think if I can't find A Jimmy Buffett song I will do
John
>Denvers Rhyme And Reason Or Sweet Surrender.
>
> Danny Flieder
Geez! How come I never got cool stuff like this to do when I was in
school?
FMA
I definitely agree with Trevor, Gator Dave and Hoss that "Death of an Unpopular
Poet" would be a fantastic choice. Not only does this song have a poetic sense in
terms of basic rhythm and rhyme, but also in how it relates to modern society and
its "cult of personality" mentality in its melancholy, ironic way... which is what
I figure your teacher is more interested in. As far as "poetic" goes, I don't
think too many other songs can be any better than this one.
O' course, this bein' a Buffett NG, I'm more than a little biased. ;O)
The song is on the CD "A White Sports Coat and a Pink Crustacean", in case you
don't have that one. It's definitely one of my favorite Buffett songs, and I was
astounded that it wasn't on the boxed set.
Cheers!
Dan
That would be my choice, too, but I see in your followup that you prefer
not. So let me also recommend He Went To Paris. It has an excellent
historical context (early 20th century intellectual community in Paris,
the World Wars and their effects on citizen's lives, the struggle of
conscience, and the resiliance of the human spirit.
---
Bob Flood
bfl...@slac.stanford.edu
Brat
PS: Danny, Death of an Unpopular Poet is my favorite song...and if ya don't
like it I will hunt ya down and beat ya to death with a trout :>)
You're right, it's Vincent (the first words of the song are 'Starry,
starry night'). Hmmmm, may have to add that to my next CD purchase....
Good suggestion.
Brat
Annie, what a cool telescope!
(You wouldn't happen to have a drawing of a macaw like that, would you?
<hint hint>)
FMA
Parottsix <paro...@aol.com> wrote in article
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Dancy
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Death Of An Unpopular Poet
By: Jimmy Buffett
1973
I once knew a poet
Who lived before his time
Me and his dog Spooner
Would listen while he'd rhyme
Words to make ya happy
Words to make you cry
Then one day the poet suddenly did die
But he left behind a closet
Filled with verse and rhyme
And through some strange transaction
One was printed in the Times
And everybody's searchin'
For the king of undergound
Well they found him down in Florida
With a tombstone for a crown
Everybody knows a line
From his book that cost four ninety-nine
I wonder if he knows he's doin'
Quite this fine
'Cause his books are all best sellers
And his poems were turned to song
Had his brother on a talk show
Though they never got along
And now he's called immortal
Yes he's even taught in school
They say he used his talents
A most proficient tool
But he left all of his royalties
To Spooner his ol' hound
Growin' old on steak and bacon
In a doghouse ten feet 'round
And everybody wonders
Did he really lose his mind
No he was just a poet who lived before his time
He was just a poet who lived before his time
and here are the lyrics for HWTP:
He Went To Paris
By: Jimmy Buffett
1973
He went to Paris lookin' for answers
To questions that bothered him so
He was impressive, young and aggressive
Savin' the world on his own
But the warm summer breezes
The French wines and cheeses
Put his ambition at bay
The summers and winters
Scattered like splinters
And four or five years slipped away
Then he went to England, played the piano
And married an actress named Kim
They had a fine life, she was a good wife
And bore him a young son named Jim
And all of the answers and all of the questions
Locked in his attic one day
'Cause he liked the quiet clean country livin'
And twenty more years slipped away
Well the war took his baby, the bombs killed his lady
And left him with only one eye
His body was battered, his whole world was shattered
And all he could do was just cry
While the tears were a-fallin' he was recallin'
Answers he never found
So he hopped on a freighter, skidded the ocean
And left England without a sound
Now he lives in the islands, fishes the pilin's
And drinks his Green Label each day
Writing his memoirs, losin' his hearin'
But he don't care what most people say
Through eighty-six years of perpetual motion
If he likes you he'll smile and he'll say
"Jimmy, some of it's magic, some of it's tragic
But I had a good life all the way"
Coda:
And he went to Paris lookin' for answers
To questions that bothered him so
And just for good measure here are the words for Vincent:
VINCENT (Starry, Starry Night)
Don McLean
Starry, starry night, paint your palette blue and grey
Look out on a summer's day,
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills,
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills,
In colors on the snowy linen land
Now I understand what you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now
Starry, starry night,
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of China blue
Colors changing hue, morning field of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain,
Are soothed beneath the artists loving hand
Now I understand what you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now
For they could not love you,
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night
You took your life, as lovers often do,
But I could have told you, Vincent
This world was never meant for one
As beautiful as you
Starry, starry night, portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless head on nameless walls,
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget
Like the strangers that you've met,
The ragged men in the ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloody rose,
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
Now I think I know what you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they're not listening still
Perhaps they never will
Fast Moving Angel wrote in message <3574D8...@earthlink.net>...
>annie dreams wrote:
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>> annie :)
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>Annie, what a cool telescope!
>
>(You wouldn't happen to have a drawing of a macaw like that, would you?
><hint hint>)
>
>FMA
Let me see what I can do
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Jim Emerson <jrem...@mci2000.com> wrote in article
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Cool, DW! I wish I were that talented. Its beak needs to curve
downward a little more, however (otherwise they wouldn't be able to
eat!).
How do you do that? Freehand, template, what?
FMA (who appreciates art in any form)
Fast Moving Angel wrote in message <357551...@earthlink.net>...
>Jim Emerson wrote:
>>
>> Let me see what I can do
>
>Cool, DW! I wish I were that talented. Its beak needs to curve
>downward a little more, however (otherwise they wouldn't be able to
>eat!).
>
>How do you do that? Freehand, template, what?
>
>FMA (who appreciates art in any form)
In this case it was freehand. I can add to the beak.
Trying curves in ascii isn't easy but it can be done.
Like all my drawings it free to whoever wants to use them.
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jollymon wrote in message <01bd8ef3$afa27a60$c5c866ce@office>...
>> Let me see what I can do
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>>
It's one of those things. I learned by seeing what
other pholks were drawing, and saying to myself
"Hey! I can do that!". I just do it for enjoyment.
> try Nobody Speaks to the Captain No More. . . Promise, it's not as depressing as
> it sounds!
Oh, but how sad it is! <sniff> Also, a beautiful and poetic song is False Echoes,
off of Banana Wind (methinks). This is an excellent example lyrical endeavor.
--
Janet (official head nurse o'da magic bus an da house o' Ill Repute!
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"Dreamin' I was at sea just my baby and me
When the words started comin' out wrong"
JB
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If you wants words to loads of the songs, check out (I think this is the
right address) http://www.harmonycentral.com and the OLGA (On Line
Guitar Archive)
They have loads of words there. Use 'em myself.
In article <199806020244...@ladder01.news.aol.com>, Parottsix
<paro...@aol.com> writes
>I am a 9th grader and as a last final fun thing to do in school we need to pick
>a song that has some meaning and good poetic sense. If any one has any
>favortes that mean something to them could you post it. Your help would be
>very appreciated. I think if I can't find A Jimmy Buffett song I will do John
>Denvers Rhyme And Reason Or Sweet Surrender.
>
> Danny Flieder
--
Frank Payne
Torrelamata, Alicante, Spain
mailto:fr...@fpayne.demon.co.uk
or
mailto:fpa...@arrakis.es
The water's warm... Jump in & introduce yourself !!!
Parti Patti
<cabana girl>
~all that fiber optic gear,still can not take away the fear, like an island
song~JB
Frank Payne wrote in message ...
>As a new to the ng I am sticking my toe in very carefully.
<snipped>
Thanks. Once flamed, always scarred
>The water's warm... Jump in & introduce yourself !!!
Did just that under another topic, with many welcoming mailings in
response:-)
Fruitcake -- the other one
Thanks,
Dale Greer
>I will pay for $50 for a good copy of the Last Mango in Paris CD. It
must bear this disc number on the spine or disc: MCAD-5600 JVC-431.<
OK. I give up. I've got to know.
Why MCAD-5600 JVC-431? %-)
GreenWoman (I mean, don't the rest of you guys want to know? Am I the only
one?)
* * *
There is humor in everything, no matter how grim. - Warren Zevon -
If I wasn't crazy, I would go insane. - Jimmy Buffett -
Be cool, but care. - Buckaroo Banzai -
> Dale Greer mysteriously posted:
>
> >I will pay for $50 for a good copy of the Last Mango in Paris CD. It
> must bear this disc number on the spine or disc: MCAD-5600 JVC-431.<
>
> OK. I give up. I've got to know.
>
> Why MCAD-5600 JVC-431? %-)
>
> GreenWoman (I mean, don't the rest of you guys want to know? Am I the
> only
> one?)
>
Mine says that....I gots ta know too!!! Does it says "John Lennon's
alive" or "Paul is Dead" is you play it backwards?
Mayday
Jim "Mayday" Mady
Buy a book...save a manatee at the
Cruising Library http://www.floatplan.com
"La luz del entendimiento/ me hace ser muy comedido."
>will pay for $50 for a good copy of the Last Mango in Paris CD. It
>must bear this disc number on the spine or disc: MCAD-5600 JVC-431.<
>
>OK. I give up. I've got to know.
>
>Why MCAD-5600 JVC-431? %-)
>
>GreenWoman (I mean, don't the rest of you guys want to know? Am I the only
>one?)
I was curious, too...but I bin jus' too dang tired ta ask...but i am
interested...
:-))
Raven
Just a caveman in faded blue jeans...
I was also wonderin' but thought maybe it was something everyone else
already knew (and I hate to ask those kinds of questions - ruins my *trying
to look highly intelligent* act)
;-)
Dawn A1A
The difference is probably trivial to most folks, but I'm a pretty
obsessed collector.
Dale