RHYTHME and the verses. Listen to a man like a song, his impression by the chorus and more about him when you get to his full verses. More often, it’s utter disappointment. Let’s say, you walk pass a shop and you were so enchanted by this rhythme sounding like a chorus, hmm…it’s just exhilarating and you stopped, look around the shop and their merchandise but it’s that song you’re interested in. You want to get close to him and nevermind the details, find out who he is and the rest some other time. So, it’s a very nice song and you asked shop person, what song is that. Like we ask about his name.
However, if you don’t get know his name/title, you are sad and you’ll be sitting by the radio waiting for him each day and listening very carefully to the DJ, just what is his name? To no avail, sad girl go out and everyday in the street just hoping that she’ll bump into him someday. That’ll be this day when he finally show up and it happens that your friend knows him. Alright, what’s his name? O’ lovely, “Seasons in the Sun” oh that’s so sweet! “We have fun we have joy we have seasons in the sun” is all you need to like the song and rhythme is such overwhelming joy that you only want to stick with him as you hum along. Now you want to possess him. You go out and buy the CD.
Just like any relationships, a listener and the song is quite the same. You learn about the song through his lyrics and if you wish to, delve into the history. And there are all kinds of men, like songs, art songs, folk songs, popular songs, and classicals to me are the profound men that it takes time to like him. Or hate him. Just like his life, the symphonies and you might only like his no.4 and rest of him is just boring and better off ignored. Love him for his overture, that’s enough. Sometimes, it’s only disappointment to know one too well. “Seasons in the Sun” if you listen to him carefully, “Goodbye, Papa, it’s hard to die when all the birds are singing in the sky” that’s disappointment, so disappointing with it’s joyous rhythme with lyrics in somber. Just like Symphonie Fantastique, “March to the Scaffold” is inspiriting to listen to but, it’s about a frightening dream of a murder. Songs, men…well.
Just like any relationships, a listener and the song is quite the same. You learn about the song through his lyrics and if you wish to, delve into the history. And there are all kinds of men, like songs, art songs, folk songs, popular songs, and classicals to me are the profound men that it takes time to like him. Or hate him. Just like his life, the symphonies and you might only like his no.4 and rest of him is just boring and better off ignored. Love him for his overture, that’s enough. Sometimes, it’s only disappointment to know one too well. “Seasons in the Sun” if you listen to him carefully, “Goodbye, Papa, it’s hard to die when all the birds are singing in the sky” that’s disappointment, so disappointing with it’s joyous rhythme with lyrics in somber. Just like Symphonie Fantastique, “March to the Scaffold” is inspiriting to listen to but, it’s about a frightening dream of a murder. Songs, men…well.
