posted on November 26, 2011 at 11:21 pm

what is a song

what do the words mean if anything

we can assume nothing

sometimes intentions are masked

is the singer an actor

can songs be lies

can lies be songs

can promises be taken back just like that

if you fall in love and write a song what then

what then of the song when love no longer abounds

do we think singers do or mean all the things that they sing

that is preposterous i mean

most singers are too busy singin’ to do anything else

they dont have that much time for meaning things i suppose

its just gotta rhyme and have a good melody

or am i wrong

or has no one written the rules yes that is it

the idea of a song precludes responsibility i suppose

i mean yes

and i mean no

i mean some people say one thing and they fuckin’ do it

other people say something else and they fuckin’ dont

we are story tellers we are blues men

we are unbound by any rules

tom verlaine said to me in regards to songwriting

one day i realised you can do whatever you like

i wonder if you can take songs back

and if you can where do you put em

i wonder why good writers sometimes write rubbish

and bad songwriters sometimes write gems

i wonder who wrote the book of love

actually i dont know why anyone writes any of their songs

i only know mine and after a while i forget why i wrote em

what does that mean to sing songs you dont understand (anymore)

what does it mean when you sing someone elses song then

how are we to interpret our myriad idols words

are lovely words in an ordinary voice better

than ordinary words in a lovely voice

i mean what the hell are we trying to do here

no one can tell you the meaning of song

some of the phoneys are realer than real

and some of the real guys are phoney for certain

for certain songs are exempt from all analyses

for certain songs may break all non existent rules

the bridal waltz

the elegy

the music created by for love

for love of good music is in itself a pride

everyone hears it different

in the end we are mug punters everyone of us all

song will survive but  us must perish

when i am gone my songs will be as orphans in a cold world

for who will understand their weaknesses

for who will protect their naive beliefs

they will be auctioned off cheap in multiple deals

some greedy philistine will stick em on his hard drive

no one will know them or understand them again

or introduce em at night

what is a song a companion a friend

what is a song a woman or man

what is a song a time and a place

what is a song

i still dont know

 

 

 

 

 

 

25 Responses to “all things not considered”

  1. avatar
    hellbound heart | 27 November 2011 at 6:44 am #

    your songs will live on as they will continued to be discovered by those who seek beauty and transcendence and poetry……..

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    Anonymous | 27 November 2011 at 7:01 am #

    you were so worried yet they did grow wings just as you were hoping…
    what if being undefined is one of the best features of a song?

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    Jesiah6 | 27 November 2011 at 7:06 am #

    One of the reason your song writing is so great is that one of your songs can mean so many different things depending on the listener. Even if the real meaning has been forgotten they still evoke feelings and memory’s in people that keep the songs alive in one form or another.

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    eekie | 27 November 2011 at 7:20 am #

    I never care what songs mean.
    I only care what they mean to me.

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    Anonymous | 27 November 2011 at 10:26 am #

    i just opened this page again at the home link and honestly misread The Time Being additions as The Time Being addictions…a freudan slip if i’ve seen one

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    BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 27 November 2011 at 12:28 pm #

    If that is a test run for a possible ‘acceptance speech’, it is in excellent form. A song, for me is a life. A life within itself, upon itself, to be frozen in time as a snapshot. Yes, in the future – the arrangement or tempo can be tweaked, but it will never measure up to its original form. It can be copied, edited, and mush-mashed all about. But I always will live in the original.

    Steve,
    You have written the soundtracks for so many of our lives. As many enjoyed a summer, went off to college, the background beauty during a wedding reception (mine). Made many of our roadtrips more enjoyable, helped us while we are depressed, sleepless, given us this amazing gift to share with family-friends- our children. We/I can never say thank you enough. And now you are hours away from being recognized as you should be: a true artist with passion in his heart, rhythm in his soul, and perfection at the edge of a pen.

    Again- super congrats !!! We/I are eternally proud and in debt to you for sharing your magic with all of us these memorable decades.

    With admiration and ultimate respect,
    Darrin K.

    • avatar
      thetimebeing | 27 November 2011 at 3:27 pm #

      thanks dazza
      i am so pleased that i have pleased you
      i’m glad my stuff soothed and warmed ya!

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    Cocoamo | 27 November 2011 at 1:27 pm #

    Fortunately, we don’t have to choose between a lovely voice and fascinating words.

    Your voice can be as smooth as silk as it is in Old Flame, or take on a hundred other incarnations, but it is always filled with feeling and compels attention.

    And the words – ranging from incoherent blathering (sorry) to absolutely profoundly beautiful.

    “Some bones have been discovered in the space between our houses, but our procession lurches on as if we have recovered.” In every relationship – be it family, friends, or lovers, events occur that we wish hadn’t, and we try to forgive and forget, but things are never really the same. Yet, lurch on we do, to keep the peace, for the sake of the kids, or because there is no sense in fighting any more, you name it. And your words evoke that whole dynamic so well.

    Describing an insufferable hot Bondi night…”The palm trees sway like inebriated women” – Man – so incredible! Palm trees ARE feminine, but who would ever think of it? Even the rustling of their fronds is like skirts and their movement in the slow breeze is indeed EXACTLY as you say… And the whole image puts us right there.

    And (I think?) referring to the markets crashing…”The demons released by the twin pursuits of buy and sell”. A few choice, concise words that tell the whole tale (and the world still staggers under the weight of these demons).

    Your skill – the ability to so deeply touch a nerve with a few words or notes, is breathtaking. It is so amazing to be a contemporary of yours and to have a front row seat to this talent.

    Your friend in Pennsylvania
    (Now in Cocoa Beach)

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      thetimebeing | 27 November 2011 at 3:25 pm #

      i love your take on my stuff
      it is my deepest pleasure and desire to turn all of you on
      thank you M

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      Kraig | 30 November 2011 at 6:02 pm #

      True! I remember each album and where i was at the time, what i was going through, good or bad, rough or tough, McGruff, enuff, and all things considered…love the time and place, music space, place, emotional tumble, grumble, of where i was at that time and space, certain place, which all dwindled down, to coming to your place, the time being, not considered for the faint of heart, and back to the future it takes us…

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    . | 27 November 2011 at 1:40 pm #

    songs are part of the air we breathe
    some good, some bad, they mean anything
    we want them to while they cling
    to our lives, to our dreams
    and almost everything in between
    when we need them, they sing
    and they resuscitate feeling
    to a life’s episode that was fleeting
    or so wonderfully memorable that we bleed
    everytime we hear it, they scream
    and they whisper, hear the melody?
    they’re a never ending process, always incomplete
    a masterpiece that’s heard forever, collectively
    they bind us together and rip us at the seams
    beautiful they are, especially here in the time being

  9. avatar
    a mocking bird | 27 November 2011 at 2:31 pm #

    never sings the same song twice

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    caitbrid | 27 November 2011 at 2:44 pm #

    Love this! I don’t know what songs are either. I’ve written some really good ones (I think) but not in a while. Some I don’t understand anymore. But yours I still understand–all the way back to the beginning. Your songs (I hope) will never be orphans but that is an interesting way to look at them. There’ll never be an answer but you write so mesmerizingly about it. FYI SK-my mom passed 2 weeks ago and the night before she died I played Myrrh for her and then The Stolen Child by the Waterboys. She was not conscious but I know that those songs were what I needed to share with her and I know she heard them. That night songs were a bridge connecting me to her in the only way I could connect with her so thank you for your songs.

    Kathleen in Philly

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    Stewart | 27 November 2011 at 4:36 pm #

    You’ve explained previously that your creative process begins with seeking to evoke emotions. You achieve this brilliantly. Your work also provokes thought and inspires creativity in others (as is seen in numerous responses on this site). The particular forms you’ve used will remain as long as electrons allow them to be accessed. More than this, the emotions, thoughts and creativity generated by the magic in your work will continue, ripple upon ripple, wave upon wave. Love your work.

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    surreal eskimo boy | 27 November 2011 at 6:15 pm #

    ‘Can songs be lies?’

    I sense an infinite loop in there somewhere – ‘Everything I say is a lie so I must be telling the truth…etc, etc’

    Love it!

    • avatar
      thetimebeing | 27 November 2011 at 7:16 pm #

      the implications are staggering

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      Michel | 29 November 2011 at 6:58 am #

      “everything is going wrong
      all my songs are coming true”

      I think whatever the question is, you can always find the answer in a song…
      That is why we love them.

  13. avatar
    bc | 28 November 2011 at 1:06 am #

    Like all the Masters, your songs will be increasingly appreciated into the future…

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    plumlady | 28 November 2011 at 1:08 am #

    Odd that on the day you write this and I’m thinking about your songs, that I end up at Half Price Book store where I find both Earthed and Unearthed on vinyl, in mint condition for $7.99. I only had these on cd, so when I inspected them for their “mint conditionness”; a description long lost for any logical reason since the invention of the cd….I was so excited to snatch them up and come home to play them on my “new” old Marantz stereo. What a joy to hear those songs again in a new way; it had been such a very long time since I’d played the cd’s. And once again, as so many times before, I am reminded of this remarkable talent you have for songwriting. I agree with several comments here as to how we’ve used your songs to fit to moments in our lives. Yours is ALWAYS the music that I come back too when I need a fix for something.

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    Freddie | 29 November 2011 at 2:04 pm #

    I think that all good songs are born of some sort of inspiration and are not lies. However, they can be wrong or mistaken or the mind of the singer of the song may change but once born a song has its own life. Each person who hears your child will take away something different regardless of your intentions. So, yes even songs you have orphaned because they no longer apply to your life will perhaps have deep meaning to others. That is what makes songs so great; if we couldn’t find ourselves in them, why would we listen?


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