“Only when I was singing did I feel loved.”Maria Callas (1923-1977)
The one and only. One of the most outstanding artists and singers who built worlds and bridges with her voice only. The freedom and grace she exuded remain unparalleled among the sopranos of the world – past, present, and future. The nuances and legato in her singing were love itself.
“Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world.”
This is a quote by the great and controversial English Romantic and philosophical poet, Percy Bysshe Shelley (August 4, 1792 – July 8, 1822) from his essay A Defence of Poetry, published posthumously in 1840.
The reason I like this quote so much is because it speaks volumes on how poets and poetesses have been changing history for centuries, even if at a micro level perhaps. But it’s often the lawmakers, governors or politicians who are being given credit for altering the state of the world. As outsiders, poets observe things, nature, people, animals and life as it is, from an objective standpoint view.
So here’s to the poets, who, in isolation, make society more bearable through mastering their craft.
“I sense the world might be more dreamlike, metaphorical, and poetic than we currently believe–but just as irrational as sympathetic magic when looked at in a typically scientific way. I wouldn’t be surprised if poetry–poetry in the broadest sense, in the sense of a world filled with metaphor, rhyme, and recurring patterns, shapes, and designs–is how the world works. The world isn’t logical, it’s a song.” David Byrne, Bicycle Diaries(2009).
David Byrne (b. May 14, 1952) is a singer, songwriter, musician, writer – you name it. Also the lead singer of the new wave band, Talking Heads from 1975 to 1991, David Byrne is one of the greatest artistic minds of our generation, with more creativity and originality than we can keep up with. His musical genius spreads across multiple genres and is even reflected in his all-encompassing book on music theory, the music industry and the art of making music, How Music Works published in 2012.
I was fortunate enough to re/discover Talking Heads in 2019 when I started diving deep into their discography. I was hooked and the entire world became magical all of a sudden. Everything was music and nothing hurt. I will always look back on the time I listened to their music, as well as Byrne’s solo projects as one of the happiest, most ecstatic of my life. So I cannot begin to describe the appreciation I have for David Byrne’s mind which vastly contributed to our culture with everlasting tunes.
What is it that is so warm and endearing about two men on screen who are friendly towards each other, instead of hostile, who are touching, instead of shoving, hugging, instead of punching?
It is so securing because it means that, in that very moment, men are not at war with one another, and therefore the world itself is not at war any longer, but morphed into a delicate exchange of humanness that no manly masculine violence can touch or grasp. It is a holy and jolly communion because it speaks volumes on how we’ve accustomed men to be and behave – always at odds, against and in competition, when in truth, there is no status and no power in being another, but only who one is.
For that is the order of the world: showing affection, empathy and compassion, even when one is supposed to rule – but not over Earth or another creature, but over thyself, with dignity, as if one belonged to the third, fourth or any other gender that does not kill, maim, taint, ridicule or humiliate to feel like a real man. The reality is that manhood, as it has been depicted for decades now, is grotesque, lacks depth, genuineness or common sense.
We’re on autopilot, putting the vulnerable down out of habit, sprawling out of habit, spitting instead of tearing up, out of habit. We launch missiles, we endanger/engender species – out of habit. We run businesses, we test animals, we forge signatures and claim kingship over the land and everything that breathes. Yet, we love too, and get depression.
Oh, men with flowers…oh, men with gentle, soft-spoken words that soothe the human spirit, where are you?
Is masculinity in crisis or is masculinitythe crisis? Where do we begin? Let there be marches for men’s rights to be caring, tender and emotional – the new ‘civil’ rights. Anything that humanizes them and does away with antiquated gender norms and other silly social constructs is much needed. Right now,
You can do what’s right or you can do what you are told. (Days of Decision, song by Phil Ochs, 1966)
she could keep living like this
a queen in her own right
painting a vulgar picture of the world
alone in her corner full of records
recordings of the mind
early morning is now but a dream
let sleep be my only vice
as she holds her head high now
pulsating with life
and threading hope from sound to sound
it’s you and you alone inside her head
green tea scent she will recollect
for when the good days have passed
apple and cinnamon fill up the kitchen
and the rain comes down shyly from a wide grey sky
to a ground ready to receive it with affection
at 8.37 am
her cortex becomes the clock machine
menacing, ticking into folly
leaking the passage of time
but she carelessly lets her washed hair down
and glances at the nude painting of her muse
hanging right above the turntable
a black and white magnum opus that would make a whore blush
with stories of loss to turn a man’s hair grey
smoke finds its way to your undying lips
but you remain still, lifeless and as beautiful as ever
she takes another drag on her cigarette
and pours more tea from the kettle
to keep her awake for when you come alive
like Pinocchio turned to boy
B side A side B side A side
the record is relentless
it knows nothing of the suffering
outside its tunes
like celestial bodies in a lovelorn universe
to give her what she wants: mourning music
thus she becomes the boy
all inside a song
that never ends
“I paint flowers so they will not die.” Frida Kahlo
Whatever you do, ‘water’ your artistic impulses as often as you can and don’t let them wither. They’re yours and need to be validated. This is essential especially in times of crisis as art can soothe the human spirit above all else.