A blog about music from my unique perspective (also a spot for some poetry I’ve written) |
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A blog, generally about music, usually for projects hosted by Jeff-o'-lantern 🎃 This is the poem which earned my blog its first ribbon, courtesy Citizen Journalist: 8/25/25 "Renewal" |
| Prompt 4: "Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese." — G.K. Chesterton. Make this quote the start of your blog today. I couldn't help chuckling when I first saw the prompt this morning… Then I immediately tried to remember a poem discussing cheese. All I could come up with is the old nursery rhyme, If all the world were paper And all the waters ink And all the trees were bread and cheese What would the people drink? This little doggerel always unnerved me, because it seemed distressing to imagine people being unable to drink water. Since it wormed its way into my head at an early age, I changed the final word to “think” instead of “drink” to make myself feel better. So… Beyond this, I'm not sure what I'm supposed to say. Is this a challenge to write an eloquent, elegant poem about cheese? Are we supposed to contemplate the importance of cheese in our lives? Or what? Cheese has always been one of my favorite foods. My earliest memories of picnics feature cheese and sardine sandwiches, fruit bowls and yogurt, all purchased at Publix. As I grew older, I ate so much cheese, I would liken myself to a mouse: quiet, unobtrusive, sneaky, and cheese obsessed. I was quite picky about it, though: American cheese in particular tasted like plastic, and I insisted on only eating it melted over omelettes or homemade burgers. American cheese straight from the fridge, peeled away from inside those wax sheets? Yuck! My favorite cheese was and still is Muenster, though Cheddar, Swiss and Parmesan come in close. Nothing finishes off an Italian pasta dish like the Parm! Mac and cheese, of course, is a classic. Going through puberty, I had awful acne, to the point where I avoided wearing pinks and reds because it brought out the irritated flush in my face. After a while of doing the usual salicylic acid washes and whatnot, Mom realized I should try cutting back on cheese and dairy products. It worked, and I've had clear skin since then. I still eat a reasonable amount of them, just more balanced with whole grains, fruits and vegetables. Dairy is important for women at all stages of life because of osteoporosis; we need to maintain bone strength. It's also a good idea to have as much as possible from a young age to set up strong teeth and bones at the start. Cheese is a great way to consume dairy, because it's so versatile and comes in a whole range of varieties. I should end with a cheese themed poem… American, Swiss, English, French - So many cheeses on the bench! Cheddar, provolone, parmesan, mozz – Variety overwhelming gives me pause! I must decide between Gorgonzola or Stilton - Oh, no, Limburger - my brain's wiltin’! What's really in that Kraft Mac and Cheese? Is it top quality, tell me please! Oh dear, someone else likes cheese as well Little mouse friend, I'll share, but don't tell! Sometimes I'm so goofy, I make myself blush… Enjoy! Words: 506. |
| This was originally a forum response over at "Writing.Com in Wonderland" "Ooh, can I tag 15 people here that I'd love to meet? Or would that be totally creepy? 1. I'd go to South Central Florida to test the bear hug of Joey's Ready for the Fall 2. I'd stop by Southeast Florida to thank Lilli Munster 🦇 ☕ 3. I'd visit the Tampa area to say good morning to Seabreeze 4. I'd fly south of the border to Mexico to swap jokes with 🌝 HuntersMoon 5. I'd visit an undisclosed location on the West Coast to swap adventure stories with Jack o' Lantern 6. I'd have a heart to heart with PNGravebound- 📓 7. I'd visit Dawn Embers 8. I'd go to Podunk Tulsa, Oklahoma to talk writer stuff with Max Griffin 🏳️🌈 9. I'd visit the wilds of Montana to hang out with Kåre เลียม Enga 10. I'd bring a luxurious new broomstick and catch the autumn colors in New England with Wraithy WiԎchy of Woe! 11. I'd share kind words with Naomi 12. I'd go see real live quokkas with S🤦♂️ 13. I'd patronize the food truck of More Furter than Stein! 14. I'd try to pronounce Welsh towns with Jack Johnson of the Lantern 15. And I'd go sightseeing and eat bratwurst in Germany with Olivia doing OctoPrep Hugs to everyone, and I hope I'm not overstepping any boundaries |
| My fourth Barrel of Monkeys pick is a deep cut from the 2021 Imagine Dragons album, Mercury Act 1. It has somewhere over 25 million streams. What it Sounds Like A “slow burn fire” (literally,) Dull Knives starts with a quiet plea for help and quickly escalates into full-on grunge, subsiding past the chorus into a suppressed, eerie backdrop for Dan's anguished wailing, then growling up again at the next chorus. It pauses for a moment at the bridge, where we hear what sounds like people arguing and saying “oh come on” to Dan's overdramatized pain, then builds back up into the final (very noisy) climax. It is a “real” and “earthy” sort of song, bearing the production style of the famed Rick Rubin, who insisted the band use real instruments and rebuild every demo from the ground up. What It Means Depending on how you look at it, Dull Knives is either a powerful ballad of mental health awareness, or a pile-on of exaggerated whining. Lead singer and songwriter Dan Reynolds says he sat down at the kitchen table and wrote it with the help of his now ex-wife Aja Volkman, who is credited as a co-writer. The meaning is fairly straightforward, describing internal warfare with vivid clarity. Dan considers himself a mental health advocate, often exhorting his fans to love themselves, reach out, share their pain, and remember their lives are always worth living. I should also note the pain he describes is likely to have been literal as well. One wouldn't think it to see him now, but he once struggled with unremitting Ankylosing Spondylitis, a joint stiffening autoimmune disease that would leave him nearly immobilized at times. He keeps it under control with rigorous exercise and a strict diet plan (that falls nicely into his preference of being a Straight Edge.) Personal Significance Dull Knives is one of my favorites off of Mercury Act 1, between the easy lyrical melody, unusual heavy sound, and relatable theme. I often sing it to myself. It taught me what grunge sounds like, helping me to identify the style when I happen to hear it around. I remember being able to quickly categorize and feel comfortable with U2’s Wire when I heard it the first time, because I was familiar with the noisy, anguished style of Dull Knives. I've made a few art pieces with it over the years. I suppose it speaks for itself. Words: 400. |