William Blake speaks

“Without contraries is no progression”
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Tennessee Williams says much the same sort of thing in “The Catastrophe of Success”, the essay he wrote about getting ‘soft’ after the success of The Glass Menagerie. Conflict in the crucible is a proving ground of sorts and certainly is a built-in part of process and experience. How one reacts to it affects character and choices ultimately. And often, as remarked on before, the individual is in conflict with certain contexts as well (e.g., Hamlet in Claudius’ court).

I believe the contraries Blake speaks of is also related to a dualistic view (“Fair is foul and foul is fair” revisited–opposites, as Shakespeare shows in many plays likewise, reveals or develops character. Both side/poles are inevitably true in their various ways, and need to be accounted for (with perhaps life and death being the most basic contraries), but what I said before about how one acts in response to information can also be true when people respond to conflict. Both situations reveal character and who we are, and, as I have said before likewise, these situations reveal a person’s attitude. So much depends upon attitude. And the proverbial view of the glass half full or empty. Indeed, the attitude is the individual, reveals the personality and character of the individual. So contraries, therefore, present opportunity and lead to new possibilities. In this sense, Blake is right. The contraries and conflicts lead to progression and often positive change.

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Lest We Forget: Lennon

(The hits and songs written by)

Ask Me Why
There’s a Place
This Boy
It Won’t Be Long
All I’ve Got to Do
Not a Second Time
A Hard Day’s Night
I Should Have Known Better
If I Fell
Anytime at All
I’ll Cry Instead
I Call Your Name
A Hard Day’s Night (half)
You Can’t Do That
No Reply
I Feel Fine
No Reply
Yes It Is
I’m a Loser
I Don’t Want to Spoil the Party
Mr. Moonlight
Help
You’ve Got to Hide Your Love Away
You’re Gonna Lose that Girl
It’s Only Love
Norwegian Wood
Nowhere Man
Girl
In My Life
I’m Only Sleeping
She Said She Said
And Your Bird Can Sing
Doctor Robert
Tomorrow Never Knows
Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds
Being for the Benefit of Mr. Kite
Good Morning Good Morning
A Day in the Life (half)
I Am the Walrus
Strawberry Fields Forever
All You Need Is Love
Dear Prudence
The Continuing Story of Bungalow Bill
Happiness Is a Warm Gun
Julia
Everybody’s Got Something to Hide
Cry Baby Cry
Come Together
I Want You
Because
Don’t Let Me Down
Dig a Pony
Across the Universe
The Ballad of John and Yoko
Instant Karma
Cold Turkey
Give Peace a Chance
Mother
Isolation                                                                                                                          Working Class Hero
I Found Out                                                                                                                 Crippled Inside
Imagine
Woman
Watching the Wheels
Happy Xmas (War Is Over)

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The McCartney concert was, indeed, the concert of a lifetime, easily. But then I recalled all Lennon had done before he was assassinated some three decades before. Lennon was definitely my favorite in the Beatles–the voice, the delving within, the wit, the irony, the great lyrics, the humor. He did most of the Beatles’ early hits.

Macca certainly kept that band together. If it wasn’t for his concepts (Sergeant Pepper’s, Magical, and Let It Be), his love of being in a band (which was coming apart for the last four years) and holding it together, his songwriting (which saved the last 2 projects mentioned), his work on Abbey Road, his love of playing and performing, his energy–there would have been no Magical, no Let It Be and a good chunk of Abbey.

But take another at Lennon’s credits above, and ponder what role he played in the Beatles’ success and songwriting, and how those songs named affected you when you first heard them. Not surprisingly for me perhaps, most of the Beatles songs I sang and learned were his. He definitely spoke to me more in terms of subject matter, poetry, and language.

That all said, there are likely more pop song classics for the majority in Macca’s work. It would be interesting to pose a question for audiences everywhere:  If you had a chance to go hear Macca or Lennon at 70 (we’ll have to imagine the latter–the concert we’ll never get to see)), which of the two would you go to see? (Assuming Lennon was intact and had done several more albums and had regot the performer’s bug, too.)

I’d bet Macca despite everything I’ve said in this entry. But I’ve been wrong often and before.

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McCartney Memories

“Dear sir or madam, will you read my book?                                                                     It took me years to write. Won’t you take a look?”                                                               -Paul McCartney, “Paperback Writer”

• Confession: The “cute” Beatle, the one many girls liked best, was, initially and for a long time, not my favorite. Rather, the guy who sang “It Won’t Be Long”, “Not a Second Time”, “Come Together” and “I Am the Walrus” was. But, inevitably and for catchy musical reasons, Paul made his favorable impressions over time.

• One song not often referenced when recalling his hits was “Thank You Girl”, a single B-side. It was pretty direct, open and simple like so many of his early lyrics. I can still remember singing along to “I Saw Her Standing There” at high school basement parties when guys would join in for the “and I held her hand in mi-eee-ne”. Pure fun and that song accurately describes the feel and goings-on of your average teenage party. Great bass line, by the way.

• “All l My Loving”, another signature song. Country-rock oddly enough. Hits the mark with the opening and the harmony later.

• “Till There Was You”–not written by The Beatles, but a classic ‘show song’ from The Music Man. Pure McCartney and the kinds of romantic love songs he would eventually go on to write himself. Great chords and acoustic guitars.

• Case in point, the acoustic-y “And I Love Her” and the killer “A love like ours” bridge.

• “Can’t Buy Me Love”–M. had a way of getting listeners really excited, up and moving. This has pretty much the same effect/affect as “I Saw Her”. The overlapping guitars solo is always a big reason to check out this one.

• “Things We Said Today”–moody and minorish. One I’ve performed in public, though you need a harmony singer to make it quiver and shiver.

• “I’ll Follow the Sun”–Paul the Poignant. He wrote many philosophical goodbye songs, being the sort of nostalgic chap he still is.

• “Another Girl”–I’ll take over “The Night Before” as a song from the Help! album. More tension and truth. “There are options; I’ll get along fine.”

• “I’ve Just Seen a Face”–the fastest-moving acoustic folk thing The Beatles ever did. country rock again. The “falling” chorus is the hook. “I’m Looking Through You”–“Love has a nasty habit of disappearing overnight”.

• “Yesterday”–I learned this one just to play the chords and changes. Letter-perfect song. Many great hard-earned truths of personal experience. Maybe the best song about leaving and goodbye ever.

• “Michelle”–first song with a name I’m aware of The Beatles did. Very romantic and sweet–well, it’s M after all! French words, so doubly romantic. “I want you, I want you…”

• “Eleanor Rigby”–I adapted this as a folky tune and played it with my folk group Clover back in Wpg. to open the 1970 Voyageur festival in Wpg in front of 1000 people. I believe we may have been the only English act. The fact I chose this song speaks volumes about my respect for it and its truthful lyrics. A heavier song by M. and well done with the string quartet. Very gutsy recording. The Stones did “As Tears Go By” quickly after, trying to keep up with the vanguard and their main competition!

• “For No One”–maybe my favorite ballad off Revolver. Excellent piano and French horn. “And in her eyes you see nothing…” absolutely flawless lyric recording the process, again, of the end of a love affair.

• “Got to Get You into My Life”–see how he keeps coming back to write these rousers which leap out of the gate from the get-go. Great brass opening–ahead of its time again. M was every bit as much of an innovator as John.

• “Paperback Writer”–same thing/approach, this one even “leapier”. One thing to note is that this one is danceable despite all the catchy, interesting lyrics. A takeoff on John’s sidebar career as a published author. Typical M–cute, cheeky, and not mean or jealous (unlike John when they started doing solo albums).

• “Sergeant Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band” tells you who the album concept man was going to be from this point on (followed by Magical Mystery Tour). Paul the Performer, the guy who most wanted to be in a band and keep the band going (There would have been no last two albums if it hadn’t been for him. Even John acknowledged this.)

• “She’s Leaving Home”–no one writes schmaltz or melodrama better than M. And this one works with the overlapping voices and the storyline. This is one of the best and most archetypal story songs ever written by anyone. M could be very spot-on with the human truths and character studies at times.

• “When I’m 64”–he had a pretty good imagination looking ahead over three decades and imagining his old age. Most likely inspiring Paul Simon’s “Old Friends”. He was writing about changes more memorably on The Beatles’ best album.

• “Lady Madonna”–a shuffle dance tune with puns galore. Good modern-myth mix lyrically. “Listen to the music playing in your head”–and then the music pours in on the track!

• “Hey Jude”–incredibly repetitive, but the main lyrics are strong. A very empathetic-sympathetic song which shows that he could still separate even when he and Lennon were at odds.

• “The Fool on the Hill” is Paul–the imaginer, the daydreamer.

• “Hello Goodbye”–word play at its best. Dealing with all the contraries, ups and downs. M’s song/take about dualities.

• “Penny Lane”–so-o fundamentally British and quaint. Chord-wise, a very difficult song to play easily. The Beatles pulled it off ultra-smoothly–a tribute to M’s chosen arrangement.

• “Ob-la-di, Ob-la-da”–a cute song. I used to have to play it in my band from ’73-75 at dances. It was an obligatory piece. People just like the carefreeness and vaguely West Indian (Desmond) sensibility of it.

• “Martha My Dear”–a song for his dog, but you could have fooled a lot of listeners back then. Nice series of changes. Typical of his musical adventures on Ram, a few years away.

• “Rocky Racoon”–a tongue-in-cheek story song. A take-off on violence, Dylan folk songs and the Wild West.

• “Maxwell’s Silver Hammer”–speaking of violence, this one’s a humorous song about a serial killer. Only M could have pulled this off. Pure fun and clever as his songs can sometimes be.

• “Let It Be”–best song from that album and movie. A song for everybody, much like “Yesterday”. I remember playing it during my first year at U of A at one of the last folk clubs–The Stockade, or was it The Barricade? It worked as a simple folk song played on guitar. The religious imagery works.

• “The Long and Winding Road”–one of my favorite M ballads. Very wistful and nostalgic and romantic, of course. “…has left a pool of tears”–with a nod to Lewis Carroll.

• “Get Back”–M’s song. Simple but effective and fun–typical M shuffle. Another throwback to the English skiffle band ’50s.

• “Another Day”–Paul finally on his own for good. A commendable attempt to capture the malaise, boredom, and dreams of a modern middleclass working woman. K and I used to hear this a lot on the radio–a minor epic of sorts. Very catchy with good changes.

• 1971–as I got ready to become a teacher, every Ed student had to get up and speak in front of a group (to show they could do it? had good language skills? could command an audience?) A very nervous moment, but we were told we could talk about anything. I got up and spoke about Lennon and McCartney and their differences. Basically, I said that Lennon was the poet, the thinker, the ‘inner guy’, the loner, the lyricist mainly, and that M was the performer, the player, the extrovert, and the musical guy–mainly interested in the music, the melodies, the tunes. And he was. Basically, M is about fun and pleasure and giving it/sharing it and his love of music with millions. He is very ‘out there’, relatively unselfish, and very giving. How can anyone not like Paul McCartney?

• “Every Night” from the first solo album. Great stuff and very much about the opening E7 chord.

• “Maybe I’m Amazed”–like “Another Day”, a complex enough tune to garner air play. His love for his first wife. He was so happy to be free of The Beatles and be able to make his own music.

• “Dear Boy” from Ram–anything was now possible. Writing about himself and finding love. A delight to listen to. ( I’ve tried many times to play it but it’s a killer. I’ve relegated myself to playing “Every Night” which is more my speed and me in actuality.)

• Ram, incidentally, is about as close to pure music as M ever got, making sounds, filling in every pause or opening with music or sound. It is not a profound album unlike Lennon’s Imagine, out at the same time, but it is pure M fun–“We’re so sorry, Uncle Albert, but we haven’t done a bloody thing all day”.

• Onto his best solo album Band on the Run, and “Jet”. “Jet” is M’s Beethoven’s Fifth piece–“Da-da-duh-dum, da-da-duh-dum–Dum!” Cheeky and punny, and pure fun again, though purportedly about women’s lib!

• “Bluebird” and “Mamunia”–a throwback to his acoustic best with nice harmonies. Songs you never want to end. “Nineteen Hundred and Eighty-five” and the Picasso song–about as nice and interesting a pairing of songs you could ever hope to end an album. Mini-epics within themselves.

• Well, there were many more songs, but those were his that stood out for me. (I haven’t mentioned ones Lennon wrote which he sang on.) Tonight 50 years later, I finally get to be about twenty yards away from him. He won’t sound as good as he did in the NYC concerts from a few years back–Good Evening NYC is the DVD concert to see and own, but he’ll be giving it his all and he’ll be his legendary self in front of 14,500.

Oh and yes, “Live and Let Die”. I was sitting in Club 41 on the Cold Lake air force base in ’74, waiting to play at the enlisted men’s mess when this epic and the Stones’ “Angie” came pouring largely out of a jukebox. Wow! it was strange, it was new, it was M writing for James Bond with one of his crazy typical altered-timing bridges. The opening notes and the frenetic repeated bridge notes. It was Rock’s Beethoven all over again. I wasn’t a believer in the beginning or even that curious hot summer day in’74, but some 38 years later, I am a major born-again fan. Yes, that will be the one song that will make the -25 degree long walk from the parking lot all worthwhile.

 

ps/ I forgot to mention the many times my daughter and I sang “We Can Work It Out” together with me taking the high harmony on the chorus. One of his best and most thoughtful.

pps/ after the show: 3 hrs. of music, he was in great voice, fantastic videoscreens and lighting effects, fabulous sound. Sat about 20 yds away from the side, eye-level, no obstructions. A love-in with the audience all night long. Highlights included him singing Lennon’s “Day in the Life” verses, a song for John, and “Something” for George, beginning with a ukelele opening (G played uke). “Live and Let Die” ‘s pyro effects throughout with fiery videoscreens would easily be the most dramatic stage number I’ve witnessed in any concert–the heat from the real flames toasted us and two songs later, the janitor-crew had to clean the ash off the stage and instruments! It is really hard to imagine or remember a better concert or song catalogue.

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Lastly

“And in the end, the love you take/Is equal to the love you make.”–Paul McCartney

Icebergs–there is always
so much we cannot see
or know of one another
even of ourselves.

I would think those
with imagination, love,
faith, desire and perspective
likely knew me best.

In the time it took
to understand, accept,
love and appreciate,
they knew who I was.

So I probably gave back,
yes, the empathetic poet
and long-time lover
who loved most freedom.

That freeing of self and others, too
from this freezing limit and that
as we found our ways
with the grace and price of love.

And the power of words,
an articulate sharing of whatever
consciousness we lived
as those truths of our experience.

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As close to a premature self-bestowed memorial poem as I care to get….

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Turning North

“I know what it’s like to freeze to death.”–James Taylor, “The Frozen Man”

There are replicas of the better parts
of us, hidden here in an ice floe
at the top of the world.

You always liked walking on ice
and took me with you
on your latest expedition.

I barely remember falling
thru that snow-bridge
dangling over big blue nothing.

You laughed and threw me a pick
on your sliding way to bottom,
left me here to find a fractured escape.

Though ice can shift,
the better parts of us will remain
here forever, moving in slow time.

Our popsicle bodies break down into sea–
the forgotten relics and terminal moraine
of a drifting perma-love.

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Cold enough on a full-moon winter’s day for this one. 

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6+ Questions for Adult Life

1. What is my bliss? What do I like? What am I into? What am I passionate about? What can I lose myself in/distract myself with? What is positively engaging, immersive, and distracting in my life?

2. What am I good at? What are my strengths? What do I have to offer others and the world?

3. Who can I rely on and trust? What for? To what extent can I do as completely as possible for myself? What are my current (known) limits and limitations?

4. What missing pieces do I still have in my life? Do I need to address any isolation, alienation, or loneliness? How might I do this?

5. What specifically is ‘to do’, remains undone, unfinished, and unfulfilled?

6. What do I have to look forward to today, soon, or in the near future?

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The Newcomer

And with the arrival of new life arrives a surge of warmth, pleasure, engagement, wonder, joy, meaning and purpose such as you have not known in a very long time. And you will rediscover play and, most important of all, your own neglected Inner Child. And whatever else in your life to come will be modulated by that play, those imaginings, and that greater selflessness. And perhaps, too, you will learn more to forget your limiting egoic adult fears and those self-imposed mind-forg’d manacles that may have kept you thusfar from a far richer, deserved fulfillment for a restless, needful, deep spiritual self, and a nourishment beyond words, poetry, and all limits. The freeing of that vital, definitive Inner Child–the missing fully-actualized joyful self. And that may be the best Information of all.

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Beyond the limitations of daily humdrum, the habitual, and self, may come unexpected meaning and purpose bestowed naturally. Whatever sense of someone or something important lost is gone, magically vanished, and there is simplicity and clarity unlike before. Ironically, and as on other previous occasions, one rediscovers self through other. But this time a ‘way back’ version as vital and necessary as all the time and weighty distractions between. The missing (what Paul Simon called “the obvious child”) Inner Child within as well as its embodiment/’extension’/projection without, in a new other, the newcomer. The information of connection, identity, and a new role. A rebirth of perspective and consciousness.

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Love’s Not Easy

I think we’re gonna break up
Yes it’s time for us to make up our minds
We hardly know each other
More like sister, more like brother
Love takes time.

You dream of knights in armour
I imagine I’m a charmer, that’s a lie
Our relationship’s ideal
No we never see the real
That’s not right

chorus:
Love’s not easy
Oh the games lovers play
Lots of losers
Even winners have to pay

I think our love is through now
We don’t know what to do now, it’s a crime
We’ll have to face tomorrow
No more lies or breaks to borrow
Out of time

chorus:
Love’s not easy
Oh the games lovers play
No love’s not easy
I think we’ve had our day

verse 1: repeats
chorus 1: repeats

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A song in C from my abortive ’80s songwriting career. For my musically true friend Wayne in Calgary who recorded this demo and others. With another nod to Murray Smith of Edmonton on drums, who did the music for the Fringe play I co-wrote 60 Minutes Live from Loon River!

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And shall I say

And shall I say
my hand is warm
& knows yours well,
has touched yours
many ways in the
air of afternoons?

And shall I say
that I have walked
on snow with you
by rivers
& laughed to hear
a robin’s song?

And shall I say
that I have held you
under moonlit trees
& kissed your mouth
a thousand times
like some bold lover?

And shall I say to you
that I have watched
for your return
on forgotten roads
of time that defy
all memory of you?

And shall I say
at last, that I have
loved you, girl?
When you were here
all songs seemed sweet
& seasons knew no ending.

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A poem from warmer, more generous times.

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Rare/st

In terms of connection, closeness, and intimacy, there is nothing like completely knowing someone else or being completely known by someone else. That is the rarest and ultimate of all relationships. To be that open, giving and accepting, savouring and appreciating. Naturally. Letting go (of ego and self). No holding back. No masks. The fully self-actualized freedom of one via two and the mutually-enhancing sublime freedom of two simultaneously. Two kindred presences merged symbiotically. And underpinning all, a great connection of mind, body, heart, and spirit–soulfully.  Potentially the finest and most fulfilling of acquired information re. self and other that can be known and experienced by individual adult consciousness.

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A possibility dreamt of by many and devoutly to be wished, but methinks, very rare/st in actuality and the life experience of most individuals. Two people empathically living inside one another and for the other on many levels. A much higher state than whatever perceived or realized individual self-actualization one might care to describe (i.e., the ‘built-in’ limits and limitations of one).

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