Gramps

It is not uncommon for me to be seen dancing (literally) to a tune that only I can hear, because it is only playing in my head. I have tried to explain this action to others by telling them that I have a jukebox in my brain that is almost always playing something. (I probably should upgrade it to an mp3 player, but several of the records have scratches in them and they tend to skip or hang up on occasion when I can’t remember all of the song.)

Being a child of the ‘70’s, naturally most of the tunes come from that era but there seems to be no actual boundaries for what may pop up in there. I have heard many American standards (Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, etc…), present day Top 40 (Train, Black-eyed Peas, etc), Contemporary Adult (Jason Mraz, Colbie Caillat, Plain White T’s, etc..) and just about any other genre that may exist play on that old jukebox. This would include classical, country, reggae, rap, hip hop, big band, Broadway show tunes and the list goes on and on.

There are many things that I love about music. I adore how it can change or amplify my current mood. It can lift my spirits on a otherwise down day (I know it may surprise some of you to think I could actually have a down day, but I do on occasion. And my internal jukebox can really assist with changing or at least disguising that.) When I am introspective it can really help me to focus on my thoughts. And should I attempt to be artistically creative it encourages the best from me, however poor that best may be. On those days that start great, music can help them finish awesome.

Instrumentals are fantastic for those creative and introspective times as lyrics can be somewhat distractive in those instances. But it probably is the lyrics that really draw me to music.

Poetry is some way cool stuff, I wish I was better at writing it. And I have often said that song lyrics are the most overlooked and underrated form of poetry. Most of us have probably had at least one time In our life where we have heard a song and thought, “Dude, that’s me. Right there. That’s me.”

Unread Poetry will become a collection of song lyrics that, in my opinion, say things that are very real, sometimes very simple and possibly sometimes controversial.

I tip my hat to the song writers who will be represented over time and will give credit to them when I can verify who they are. If I don’t credit a song writer or mis-credit a song writer please provide me with a reference in order that I may correct my error.

So look for some unread poetry to be posted on occasion (possibly on a regular basis). Then when you read it, try to get the melody out of your head and just let the lyrics speak to you on their own merit. I think you will soon find a new and/or deeper appreciation for the song writers poetic abilities.

Oh, and songs will not be posted in any particular order. Just when and as I decide to do so.

Okay, I got carried away today. But as I have said before, I am passionate about music and it’s poetry. We all tend to ramble when we hit a subject we are passionate about.

Till Next Time,
Gramps