Hallucinating?

[Lightning Rod]

I am nursing the printer. We are printing 275 brochures. The printer churns out a mechanical rhythm. I imagine words in the rhythm.

Pantaloons
Pantaloons
Pantaloons
over and over again.

When I was a senior in high school, my family had a house with a swimming pool. The filter pump was just outside my window. At night I would hear it pumping and whirring a mechanical rhythm and I would hallucinate symphonies from those sounds. I thought I was going crazy, but I think it was really just my fill-in-the-spaces mind going to work on the ambient noise. I can't help myself. I guess that's why I'm a songwriter.

[mtmynd]

Curious... is it the rhythm that initiate the words of a song or do the words inspire the tune?

[Lightning Rod]

it works both ways, of course

it might be a little stronger when the words inspire the rhythm

but I can't imagine how many songs have been written by means of someone sitting and strumming two chords on a guitar and just letting the words and melody flow.

[mtmynd]

O, come on now! You of all people can certainly imagine something like that, eh? I could easily imagine over 50% of all songs beginning with those rudimentaries.

[Lightning Rod]

cec,

my forays into the world of graphic arts have been limited
I refer to myself as being graphically challenged
I don't have any fashion sense eiither

but one thing I felt affinity with in the graphic arts
was the Japanese brush.

I would just start touching the paper and then patterns would develop
and then figures and shapes
like tracing the grain on a piece of wood
organic and manifesting

this is similar to how songs form
something is there already
and then you bring something to it.

am I making any sense?
or is this just a song or a sketch?

[jimboloco]

even Ozzie with his dyslexia\
perplexia
formatted his way
and now generates
his Ozfest discoveries
generative phase of life

why old folks like to
reminisce
unless they got a creative line
or 2 left

there was an old lady
lived in the bayous
in northwest louisiana
built totem houses for animals
back straight as a board

hammer and nails and saw and
found objects
ehxibited in Shreveport
she had a strong handshake
and bright eyes energy

somehow ya got to get
into the zone
notes an words
brush an ink
hammer an found objects

one new thing i am gonna try
when i start my sketch group with gestures
i fill them all on one page
let them run into one another
a confused mess
a thicket
then later contemplate and search
for special lines that define
forms and motion and
weight and compose
and uncover them at last.

[judih]

when i worked in Centre Island's food court - a funky little food place on the island near Toronto, the pizza oven played Eine Kleine Nactmuzik.
i kept asking everyone i worked with if they heard it too, but though they stubbornly poured on sauce and grated cheese, those summer university students refused to sing along.

engines have preferences - we are merely ears to receive.

[jimboloco]

if you would have asked me, I'd have looked for the tune.
The melody is in the medium
not the tedium
cause the tedium
becomes play
and energy.

[stilltrucking]

Life Gets Teejus They used to tell me in ROTC that flying is hours of tedium interuppted by moments of stark terror. I always wanted to soar, just to hear the silence and the wind not the drone of engines. . Sailing pretty sweet past time for me., the sound of the wind , water, the creak of wood, the flutter of a sail,
at night sleeping in the boat the sound of the halyards slapping the mast, I feel asleep one night near a marina near castroville CA, listening to the song of the boats rocking at anchor. Even now when i hear the sound of a halyard slapping on a flag pole, I can almost smell the ociean.
I suppose driving is like that. How many great songs been written on busses or cars. The sound of a gas engine is weariesome to my ears, but a throbbing diesel heart takes me a way,

engines have preferences - we are merely ears to receive.

sleeping at the beach to the roar of the surf, pleasant dreams.

[jimboloco]

windshield wipers slappin time
cats jingles keepin rhyme
bells beepins
la maquina beepiando\
sweet jesus creepiando
look listen feel
the breaths sublime
the heart's real
feel the pulse
tough love
http://mobilepark.co.uk/view.id_18359.t ... musik.html

[stilltrucking]

engines have preferences - we are merely ears to receive.

"With a dollar in my pocket I can hear that highway sound, and a penny for my thoughts would not tax my mind at all"jitterbug

I thought I was going crazy

don't worry about it, you could still be a drummer.

[jimboloco]

wonder where
mo
sot his inzpuiration

he wuz persistant fer sure

[stilltrucking]

I think he ate a lot of pizza

Eine Kleine Nactmuzik