ms. understood
so i think if i were ever to have any songs produced and released, i wouldn't like it.
well, not just ANY songs. i guess my personal ones. the bubble-gum ones could go out and i wouldn't care. but the personal ones, see, they're mine. they're all personal and stuff. it'd take great effort on my part to share them. and then once i did share them, i'd find people would take them and think that they can [clutches chest mockingly] understand and relate to them, but they'd probably be misinterpreting them entirely. and i would be so annoyed that people were misinterpreting my personal expressions. it's part of my pathological honesty. i don't like it when other people think things that aren't true, even if they are trivial matters, and especially if they are about me. (except when they think i'm tall. i am amused by that.)
i've learned from blogging that most people try to relate other people's stories to their own thoughts, feelings, and experiences. no, scratch that. it would be more accurate to say that most people are incapable of interpreting other people's expressions outside of the context of their own experiences etc. lots of miscommunication can happen because of this.
before you comment, "well, duh," i must point out that there are some people who are capable of maintaining enough objectivity to see and understand others without that whole transference/countertransference problem. i find these people great to be around and to talk to, but they are few and far between. they usually are a couple steps ahead of you in the wisdom department. i wish that i could be one of these people, but i have doubts about the objectivity of my own insights.
all that to say (ugh, i used that blasted phrase again) this is a major reason why i don't write more music, and never perform my own songs anymore. because i'm selfish with them, and i don't want them to be misunderstood.
and now for the ultimate test of your insights. how many of you were able to tell that the real reason i just wrote this post is simply that i'm having trouble sleeping tonight?
wow. impressive. i knew i had good readers.
well, not just ANY songs. i guess my personal ones. the bubble-gum ones could go out and i wouldn't care. but the personal ones, see, they're mine. they're all personal and stuff. it'd take great effort on my part to share them. and then once i did share them, i'd find people would take them and think that they can [clutches chest mockingly] understand and relate to them, but they'd probably be misinterpreting them entirely. and i would be so annoyed that people were misinterpreting my personal expressions. it's part of my pathological honesty. i don't like it when other people think things that aren't true, even if they are trivial matters, and especially if they are about me. (except when they think i'm tall. i am amused by that.)
i've learned from blogging that most people try to relate other people's stories to their own thoughts, feelings, and experiences. no, scratch that. it would be more accurate to say that most people are incapable of interpreting other people's expressions outside of the context of their own experiences etc. lots of miscommunication can happen because of this.
before you comment, "well, duh," i must point out that there are some people who are capable of maintaining enough objectivity to see and understand others without that whole transference/countertransference problem. i find these people great to be around and to talk to, but they are few and far between. they usually are a couple steps ahead of you in the wisdom department. i wish that i could be one of these people, but i have doubts about the objectivity of my own insights.
all that to say (ugh, i used that blasted phrase again) this is a major reason why i don't write more music, and never perform my own songs anymore. because i'm selfish with them, and i don't want them to be misunderstood.
and now for the ultimate test of your insights. how many of you were able to tell that the real reason i just wrote this post is simply that i'm having trouble sleeping tonight?
wow. impressive. i knew i had good readers.
posted by CamoBunny at 22:51
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I can only comment by seeing your experience as some reflection of my own, which is my point of reference for everything because I am ultimately a giant universe of internicine self-love. People mishear my lyrics ALL the time. I sang "elegance of storm" and someone heard "elephants are warm" and they preferred it. They can hear what they like, so long as they agree to feed my ego.
Only one thing in the world might help you sleep - the BBC Radio shipping forecast. It's soothing poetry, but it's hard to track down if you can't access the World Service.
8/07/2006 08:14:00 AM
i had no idea.
8/07/2006 05:30:00 PM
kieran- ah, but because you're someone who actually writes songs and whose lyrics actually are misheard, your experiences actually qualify to be the basis for your understanding. see how that's different? as for internecine self-love, well, i won't pretend that i understand yours, but i do have some of my own. don't we all? oh, and i want my ego fed only with european chocolates. american chocolates are far inferior.
d- aw. you're just being modest aren't you.
8/07/2006 06:09:00 PM
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