So hey, let's get known. If we keep it up, we can show the haters. It's gotta be soon, not later.
So begins the song Let's Get Known by the unbeatable Unicorns. Man, I wish I could write so honestly. When I try I just come off as a 14 year old brat trying to write shit poetry in his notebook before bed. Unfortunately I'm running right out of external problems to write about with any conviction.
Hmmm, how to draw the line between macro-generalized problems and the micro-specified mundane? Who knows.
Most of my favorite songs don't make a lick of sense. I can't even figure out what much of them means. Like Radiohead, Will Oldham, they leave out the full descriptions, but still provide such tedious details as to give vivid imagery.
Vivid images of who knows what. How do you write towards that?
I'm more worried that they don't even try and that the effort I use spells my failure with its very presence.
Saturday, April 5, 2008
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