puns & teen poetry

[adelaidesean]

Apropos of nothing, here's an extract from "La Suite Acide", which was part of my submission for Music Theory & Composition in my final year at school.

The title ("The Sour Suite") is a fair reflection of the lyrics I wrote for this vocal piece, one of very few I ever attempted. The three movements cover birth, life, and death. This is the third.

"Death draws nigh; my will to live ebbs;
and so I now join my forebears gone before.
Fly my soul on silver dove's wings/dove's silver wings.
My life is spent for this moment.
I feel pain no more."

Apologies for the bad recording. On top of bad poetry and bad puns, you'd think I'd spare you the abuse. (Multiple media changes makes auditory time travel from 1984 a very unhappy affair.) At least no recordings exist of some of my (even) more emo efforts, like "Death, Sweet Death" and "This is Life: 'Rejoice'?!" That's something to be mightily thankful for.

Comments

[ladnews.livejournal.com]

Whoops. Try that link now. It should work.

Luckily for me, I get a tax break for all my bad poetry. What a lark!

[satimaflavell.livejournal.com]

Thanks Sean - got it. Love your harmonies. Not so sure about the lyrics, though:-) When I was a music student we used to compete in the invention of kurt wöss-es and wöss kurts. I reckon you might've won the latter category.

[seanwilliams.livejournal.com]

Hurrah! (I don't know what that means, but it sounds interesting. :-)

[satimaflavell.livejournal.com]

Sorry, Sean - showing my age and forgetting you were not around in the fities. Kurt Wöss was conductor of the Melbourne Symph in the late fifties. From non-German speaking mouths his name comes out as Curt Verse.

[seanwilliams.livejournal.com]

I remembered who he was from my CD shop days but hadn't twigged to the multilingual pun. Nice one!

[satimaflavell.livejournal.com]

And really bad verses were Worse Curts. I've written many of those:-)