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The long shadow Easter casts on our culture is light in darkness rather than darkness in light. The poem off to the right here is lit by that shadow. So much of the poem’s language reduces humanity to mere biology – our ghosts are merely the bioluminescence of the worms feeding off our corpses, rebirth is perhaps nothing more than dirty fertilization, whether of plants or of people – but all is framed to subvert that reduction. The poem shows a light beyond nature and nature’s endless cycling, light from a dawn that remains fixed for all time: the Easter dawn. Really, it’s impossible to put what the poem is saying into words any better than the words of the poem itself. Not all restatement is verbal, though.
This is the kind of badgering I can believe in! Although, truth to tell, I did learn about bloodsports in mery ol’England, where badger-baiting was a thriving concern before all those Enlightenment-Christian types like Wilberforce had their way with the pagan joys of the working classes… But that’s a different story altogether.
Meanwhile, can I get some support to badger Midge into teaching those of us who sheepsishly admit we’d enjoy being taught more about ‘sonic light’!
Also, I could possibly be badgered into suggesting some insights into that poem that should stand the careful reader’s hairs on ends…
Despite the poem’s Easter light and subversion of nature, it’s still not entirely reassuring, is it? I think it would be less, though, if it were entirely reassuring. Assurance that’s too easy isn’t real.
I like the music, and the discussion of the theory.
Oh, and @titustechera,
I do resemble that remark, a little-
Beautiful. I’d love to hear it performed.
I cannot get it to play for some unknown reason. Hmmm.
The poem and post are beautiful.
Allotments are still a big thing, at least in certain areas, in Britain, as the size of many people’s yards/garden is about that of a postage stamp. My sister and brother-in-law had one for a few years before they moved to Scotland. They were on a waiting list far longer (about twelve years, I think) than they enjoyed the allotment itself.
Beautiful and fascinating post, Midge. And a new Dylan Thomas for me. I wasn’t familiar with that one, and I love his poetry. Thanks.
It’s an .mp4a file, I think, if that helps. Lemme see if when I re-post it as a comment, it works better for you, @marcin:
Thanks! Gotta figure out the transition from the penultimate to the final verse, though! It’s changing keys there to return to the home key, and I want music that does that while respecting the final line of the penultimate verse of the poem, rather than music which screams, “Hey, everyone! I’m taking my sweet time modulating here!”
Oh Midge. I’m just getting to Ricochet today and am about to have company walk in the door. I will really look forward to reading your post after things settle down.
That did play for me. Took forever to download, though.
I have a Google Drive I can upload and link to, if enough people are having trouble with playing the music.
This link should go to a Google Drive copy of the video, @marcin, if nothing else worked.
Y’all are far more cultured than I. I’m impressed.
What little I have read of Dylan Thomas has been mostly inscrutable to me, including the poem in the OP.
It doesn’t help that the first thing that springs to my mind when someone says “Dylan Thomas” is the Simon and Garfunkel lyrics:
I did understand Thomas’s Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night, which is excellent though hardly subtle. But I think that I lose all possible credit for cultural awareness because I first encountered it in a Rodney Dangerfield movie.
This sounds like a challenge for @titustechera!
Badger badger.
Oh Midge. What a head . . what a mind . . !
How I wish I could hear those voices. Your knowledge of music, and the muse that inspires this melding of poem and music. Stumbling behind you, I couldn’t even make the recording work. :(
I barely know the difference between a minor and major cord and you’re writing a symphony. I played the organ at daily mass when I was in high school. Pity the congregants.
I’ll check back to try the play button again.
As for that poem. Oh my.
My childhood images of badgers were almost entirely informed by E. H. Shepard. I understand they’re nasty creatures, though.
I try to get out–something something–they pull me back in…
Some are way too smart, too!
In that respect, you very much outshine me, Trink. I can play a keyboard instrument but so clumsily that you’d pity the congregants far worse if the organist were me!
Hi, Midge, Thank you. That worked. It is magnificent. Beautiful. Thank you.
When you record the parts, you are hearing what you have already recorded in your headphones, and you sing to what you are hearing in the headphones? And you keep layering the parts over the last ones you recorded?
I can’t imagine the mental apparatus one would have to have to be able to do that. It seems as though one would be confusing oneself. :) Sort of like trying to accomplish more than calculation at a time. It is amazing to hear the recording and to realize how it was made.
The human mind is a wonder, truly. As are you. :)
The voices you hear are courtesy of composing software. I have not yet figured out how to multi-track myself yet.
Or even get a good-quality single-track recording – or else my voice is very much more painful to listen to than most people tell me it is!
Many amateurs do successfully layer tracks, though, so there has to be a way!
Composing software? So these are other people’s recorded voices, and the sounds sliced up in such a way that composers can move them around as they wish? Fascinating.
My son did this for a while–record over his own earlier recording so as to add to it. He had some sophisticated recording equipment. It was for simple arrangements–acoustic guitar, percussion, and voice. It was interesting to watch him do this. To me, he seemed like a typical perfectionist musician: “If only I could do all of these parts myself!”
I think it’s a combination of sampling and interpolation for most of the instruments in the virtual instrument library I have. There are several ways to interact with the MIDI interface. So far, I’ve preferred typing in the sheet-music symbols. If I had a real studio setup, I might switch to using the keyboard to input stuff faster (as well as singing multiple tracks to overlay them).
I think the piano in the virtual instrument library has become particularly good. Here’s a sample of that:
That sounds natural enough that it beats my attempts to play the piece myself – I never know whether I’ll get through the music I wrote on the keyboard without making a mistake!
An update – for those interested in hearing the completed draft!