Life’s Little Misdirections 🥀🦋

When You Woke

When You Woke

What’s the point of listening to the whole album?
But we’ve done it --
body gravity-laid,
stereo on dresser,
juddered 50-lb speakers undulating, or
ears sponge-cupped to coiled cord
strung tight across a cabled room.

Three tiny bones accept
waves entering a narrow passageway,
swim a vibrating canal to drum,
undeniable musical messages.

From one side, flipped
and then the other. Repeated.

Why take time to consider every lyric,
every melting melody
on our backs, in recompose?

Empty minds immersed
an hour of scarred vinyl,
diamond pointer plying wave-grooves
gliding a lumpy platter
perfect-playing anthems. Delicious
sounds paired with new ideas,
arriving thoughts.

We compose, carry forward
processed lives pre-recorded,
in old denim profess — called boomers.
Sounding clear as minted silver in lead,
quarter clangs, circles a cylindrical container,
bounced by youth with no skill
for a beer-bath receptacle?

Take a drink runt.
Your memes and 15-second mind candy
will rot your head, kid.
You’re the record they mint now.
You’ve been flipped.

I’ll be on the dark side of the moon
when you woke.


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10.28.22
10.29.22 edit, public
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I/We come from an era open to musical information. This current era holds manufactured clips that program youth to distance from any who've already learned lessons from life, able to see who's being played and against whom. Those in the industry (of music) sacrifice art today for lust of money and fame. The message skews toward governed control of what's disseminated, keeps us separated from anything that could unite...in this case, youth from people of an older generation.

Do you think a mum Bob Dylan has any regrets? He's the musical representation of Schrodinger's hypothetical cat in a box, to me now. I think I know what's in that flask of poison. But, I'll wait until we get to the end of the record, think on it, before pontificating further. Guess it's called 'vibes'. I'm vibin' on sumtin'.