On What It Feels Like to Be an Individual

“I sometimes think I inhabit my own country.”–Tennessee Williams

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Popcorn Girl

(Revisiting another original song lyric from the ’80s. I had fun imitating Cohen’s voice on this one.)

(with no apologies to Leonard Cohen)

Waitin’ in the lobby for a friend who’s always slow
I still had several minutes to wait until the show
I went to the candy counter to buy myself some sweets
When I saw that pretty popcorn girl, she knocked me off my feet

chorus: Popcorn girl you have buttered me up
My hands are a-shakin’, they can’t pick up my cup
Popcorn girl, where you been all my life
I’m thirty and I’m hungry, won’t you be my sweet wife?

She smiled at me and said hello, I didn’t know what to say
She said the popcorn’s fresh tonight, I stammered “Sure, ok”
She filled a box with loving hands, she smiled at me polite
I gawked and fumbled with my change, she said “Are you alright?”

chorus: repeats

I watched her from a distance as she waited for the crush
Of latecomers for the movie, the last minute rush
I saw her give that smile again, but to another man
Oh fickle, flirty popcorn girl, how could you spoil our plans?

chorus: repeats x 2
then repeated line fading: Waitin’ in the lobby for a friend who’s always slow…

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Playing with a Three-Year-Old

Even at a young age, toddlers’ days are filled with routines from dawn to dusk. If parents work, the children often end up in day-care or day-school where, again, their days are usually routine and scheduled. No wonder kids are glad to be reunited with their parents at the end of the day, when they can play and relax with them, even occasionally playing by themselves. This they may also do, by learning to shut out noise and others (even in group situations), focusing on their own games and play, their own self -expression, imaginative and creative play. Every child needs to left alone from time to time, even when visiting grandparents.

The grandparental temptation may be to do as much as possible with kids–call it ‘tarpaulin neurosis’–something shared with many parents, whereby kids are inundated with learning experiences before their time, so to speak. Parents and grandparents have to remember that kids need to play their own way and be left on their own to do this. Even the youngest kid will be ticked off at having their playtime or original activity interrupted. In such cases, it is best to wait until the child tires of that sequence before suggesting something else to do.

Both parents and grandparents also need patience to allow room for the child to speak or explore, instead of interrupting or cutting off a child’s talk. Language and its expression are fundamental at this stage. It is always best to let the child complete his or her sentences and thoughts. If there is something an adult doesn’t understand, it will then be necessary to empathize with the child’s immediate context to figure out what he or she is trying to say. it’s the adult who needs to ‘child down’ to the kid’s point of view to see and understand what is being communicated.

There are times to learn and they usually arise naturally when a child is curious about something. Often an adult can make a connection with something else or suggest another or larger perspective on the question or view. The point being that there are teaching moments as they are called in schools, but that these are better occurring freely and naturally rather than imposed by a well-meaning adult. “The readiness is all.”

Yes, it is best to let children play free, especially with their primary imaginations free before “shades of the prison-house close in'” as Wordsworth said in his great poem on childhood: “Ode: Intimations on Immortality”. Kids don’t need screens foisted on them at a young age or deserve rote teaching pushed on them too soon. Far better to wait until they ask adults to read the words accompanying book pictures, or saying words when kids ask to know what they are. This all takes a peculiar kind of benevolent patience and an intuitive understanding of why children should just left to “be”, rather than channeled or ‘helped’ too soon, too early.

Play is important in life. God knows adults need it to help them let go and to have pleasure or simple fun. Too many adults are just plain too serious and this is, unfortunately, something that can get, inadvertently, passed on, osmotically, to children. Far better that you joke with them at a level they can understand and allow them to explore possibilities on their own, and to develop a sense of humor and irony about things that are naturally and truly funny.

Playing with three-year-olds means playing at their level, imagining things at their level, intuiting what they would be interested in and curious about. It means being their friends, sharing time and fun. It means leaving the ordinary stressed-out, unnecessarily complex adult world behind and entering their worlds and for a time, remembering what it was like to be that age, being fully there for them on their terms, not yours. Playing with them means playing for them. Nothing less.

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If You Let Me (The Performer’s Song)

In another life (in the ’70s mainly), I played for thousands of people in lounges, halls, and clubs. I eventually tried my hand at songwriting and sent out demo tapes to a number of artists and got back some nice compliments. This song is what might be called an ‘opener’ or a signature song about being a live performer.

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I don’t pretend to be a saint in any sense of the word
I don’t pretend to know the Truth, I’ll just tell you ’bout some things I’ve heard
You can just ignore my tales, or tell me I’m a dreamer, too
A mystic, poet, or a madman from another different point of view
But if you let me, I’ll stay a while
We’ll grow together through many-a-mile

I don’t pretend to write the songs that change the world overnight
I don’t pretend to save your soul like Bobby Dylan makes you feel alright
You can just go on your way, dismiss me, you don’t like my face
But we all need each other if we’re ever gonna win the race
And if you let me, I’ll paint for you
Stars in the sky, rivers flowin’ blue

I didn’t mean to keep you here, to detain you from your busy life
I didn’t mean to hurt your ego, you can do without that sort of strife
I guess it’s best we go our ways, maybe meet again someday soon
Our paths crossed once, they will cross again, we’ll compare our hurts and our wounds
And if you let me, I’ll be your song, singin’ sad or sweetly, you can hum along

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Tropicana

(an old personal bossa-nova lyric; for Ken Mitchell)

Coconuts and bamboo leaves
Pretty colours in the trees
Close your eyes you can feel the breeze
Feel the breeze, if you please

Bend down, pick a flower you can wear in your hair
Watch brown ladies, they don’t mind if you stare
Seabirds callin’, sayin’ you got no care
Got no care, unaware

Life on the beach, warm yourself in the sand
Relax your body, maybe pick up a tan
Cool your face with palm leaf for a fan
Got no plans, understand?

Drift like a branch on an ocean of blue
Pretend you’re coral, any colour or hue
Feel like the sun on papyrus canoe
Warm you through, that’ll do

Sit on the terrace, try a tropical drink
Stay as long as you like, you can watch the sun sink
Stare at white clouds with your mind on the blink
On the blink, on the blink

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Nooner, Virgin Islands

You wouldn’t think
a boat that far out
could make a difference
but ensuing waves
crash whitely on
orange rocks,
running freely
onto the strand
successively–
a gentle lapping
inviting you to enter
the see-through surface
sensing what your feet
might feel like
stepping in,
warm water up to
your ankles as
your cool toes sink
happily
into ever-morphing sand.

Your mind tries–
though there really are
no big truths here,
baby.

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How to Grow

“The strongest principle of growth lies in human choice.”–George Eliot

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Life Today

“Nothing is permanent but change.”–Heraclitus

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What People Basically Want

“Perhaps one did not want to be loved so much as understood.”–George Orwell

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Language, Not Technology

“Language is the soul’s ozone layer.”–Sven Birkerts

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