Thursday, February 17, 2011

For Some Kind Of Love!...



Listen to this song and take note of the lyrics!...

Often, when I sing songs with lyrics about love, or about other feelings I don't have any personal experience with, I have no inner picture or emotion I can relate it to or associate with the meaning of what I'm singing. In these situations I don't really envision anything. Instead I merely take delight in delivering the sound as best I can, along with the facial expressions that I know is part of what the song is supposed to express.

But there are other times, when I'm in a certain mood... I wonder if I can convince my readers that listening to this particular song gave me a most explicit pleasure as I contrived my own personal meanings and visions to the sounds, to the words and bits of the lyrics... In these situations I can apply visions of bloody scenery of torture in my mind and find it utterly delightful.

The victims in this inner scenery have no names and no real personalities. It isn't personal in any way. There is only the music and the occasional word/s and all that they inspire in the emotional and intellectual state of mind that I'm in at the time.

Will you believe me, when I tell you that the words 'For your Love' in this song, to me in this case on that particular day meant: 'For that Love of seeing you suffer and bring unto you the most exquisite, transcending of destruction and pain!'?

To me this is Beautiful beyond imagination! It cannot be measured nor equaled!

Perhaps just as interesting is it that when I do sing love songs, or other songs with emotional content that is well known to most people but not to me, it doesn't show on my facial expression that I'm not envisioning the same things that you would envision, or that I don't feel these things. Instead I mimic the facial expressions as I remember having seen them on other people's faces - all the while giving it my own, personal emotional content as described above.
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10 comments:

TheNotablePath said...

I can see how you could make that link with the lyrics. I'll post a handful that usually evoke images for me.

In no particular order:

Smuglianka

Unstoppable

Dies Irae

Moonlight Sonata

Flight of the Valkyries

Pompeii

Hungarian Dance No. 5

notme said...

Note, there's a socio in my family (cousin) and he loves moonlight sonata. link?? ;)

TheNotablePath said...

Those are all links, notme.

notme said...

i meant, 'connection??'
though i do like such misunderstandings. :D

TheNotablePath said...

It's odd, really. See, how Zhawq relates this song to certain imagery, the Moonlight Sonata does not conjure any images from my past, no fantasies either. I think it evokes... Sadness. yet, sadness is something I have never felt. I have no sad memories, no sorrows that lay dormant in an icebound heart. There is no reference point in my life in which to connect it to. Yet I feel this strange, alien wave hit my body, like a rare taste of an exquisite sweet from a far off land rarely traveled, and certainly one I will never see.

I, of course, can only speak for myself.

MrBlake said...

From what he's told me those images is something he can do or not do as he pleases.

But guess I should let him speak for himself. Ha.

Zhawq said...

Yeah, Blake, you're a swell guy, pal. First you tell them what I'd say and then you tell them you'll let me tell them myself. Lol

It's true though.

I don't necessarily see images. I did so mostly as an experiment, because I was interested in finding out what it really was that I 'feel' when I listen to such songs or music. And that was what I came up with. *S*

notme said...

i meant, 'connection??'
though i do like such misunderstandings. :D

TheNotablePath said...

I can see how you could make that link with the lyrics. I'll post a handful that usually evoke images for me.

In no particular order:

Smuglianka

Unstoppable

Dies Irae

Moonlight Sonata

Flight of the Valkyries

Pompeii

Hungarian Dance No. 5

Anonymous said...

Every cloud has a silver lining. Your current situation preventing your freedom is a dark cloud for you but a silver lining to those that are being saved from becoming the materialization of your bloodied torturous fantasies you find so delightful and beautiful.