and it seems people should not build houses
anymore,
it seems people should not get married
anymore,
it seems people should stop working
and sit in small rooms
on 2nd floors
under electric lights without shades;
it seems there is a lot to forget
and a lot not to do
and in drugstores, markets, bars,
the people are tired, they do not want
to move, and I stand there at night
and look through this house and the
house does not want to be built
I read Harrison's and Charlson' and Baughan's and Brewer's, etc., from cover to cover.
yeah, I know, I'm sick...
OK, but if you're a professional comedian you need to know how jokes work in order to, uh, make them work...To me, dissecting art like that just kills it. It's like explaining to someone why a joke is funny. Once you've done that, the joke isn't funny anymore.
Yep. But even as an artist or comedian or whatever, that dissection can take away your ability to be surprised by something or to see it without prejudice.OK, but if you're a professional comedian you need to know how jokes work in order to, uh, make them work...
Nobody spends more time dissecting art than the artists themselves, in my opinion that is.
Yeah, ok. But I'll bet you analyzed a whole darn lot while rehearsing the songs. I'm not into musical jargon at all, but I bet you said things like: "Hey, if you come in on the second offbeat instead of the first downbeat [huh? :p] then the whole riff gets another feel to it. And lets let that organ stay a quarter note after the other instruments - it sounds cool."I was a musician for a long time, and when I think of the performances, all I can conjure up is what the stage looked like, or if it was too hot in the place, or did we get paid - none of those have anything to do with the show as a musical performance, the way someone in the audience would experience it.
Brecht was from a posh, upper-class background, was educated as a doctor, and didn't have many (any?) menial jobs.very interesting connection you point out there.
Brecht really has a very similar form in his poetry.
Never thought of comparing them.
hmmm.
Yes, in a way, you are right. The problem is, after that rehearsal/analyzation, the performance itself is usually not memorable for the performer. In rare cases when the planets line up properly it can be a transcendent experience, and you find yourself actually paying attention, wondering, "Wow, what the fuck is happening?!" and laughing a lot. But those are the exception to the rule. Most of the time it is a job. Hate to blow anyone's rock and roll fantasy. Ha.You've gotta go thru the "analytics" (practice?), and then forget em again, so to speak... Thats all I meant.
:confused:Oh well. What do I know? I'm just a voice on the dark wires - not the enlightened and most highly esteemed Inventor, Creator and Moderator of Bukowski.net!
Just my clumsy way of trying to be funny... Guess I analyzed to much. :o:confused:
It's a personal observation by a brilliant man - not an edict to abolish work for everyone -
Russell Harrison (252-54) contends that most of the "old" short-stories published in City Lights' Erections, Ejaculations, Exhibitions and General Tales of Ordinary Madness (1972) or Black Sparrow Press' South of No North (1973)are considerably less crafted than the "new" ones printed in BSP's Hot Water Music (1983). A thorough analysis of the short-stories collected in Hot Water Music, however,reveals that the vast majority of them had been previously published in underground newspapers in the 70s. For example, Harrison maintains that "Decline and Fall" (Hot Water) is an improvement upon "The Fuck Machine" (Erections) and "Maja Thurup" (South) because he believes it was written in the 80s and, hence, the sexual scenes are "far more effective" (263). Nevertheless, "Decline and Fall" had appeared in the September 7-14, 1973 issue of Los Angeles Weekly News, an underground newspaper edited by Arthur Kunkin.