I STRONGLY recommend hearing the Podcast. It's a duet and I love the music.
Click here for the Podcast. Click on the PLAY button there and crank up the volume. It's a totally different experience.
An Experiment in Juxtaposition
I
Guilty as charged on a twilight evening
When you and I were a midnight apart
Journeying,
And I had nowhere to go from there
My heart was full of soot
One glass of whiskey
Consolation in ice cubes rattling
A sip
A sigh
Out of control and spiraling
Crashing like biplanes in dog fights lost
We fell.
I move out tomorrow
This house is empty even without one of us
I’ll climb hills and low hung trees,
I’ll look for the house we both built,
I know it won’t be there, but still,
Thinking
Is that all there is to it?
II
Forgetting the way home was no excuse
And apologies seemed like yesterday’s
Journeying,
And I was tired and you were late,
The house was empty with my stillness
Burnt bridges must fall, that we both knew.
A packet of cigarettes
Crackling cellophane
A pull
A sigh
Rooms like different universes
Lives in deep discontent
And I fall
Apart.
Where will you go?
I’ll take a walk to a motel by the beach
And I’ll make a castle in the sand
And waves will wash it away,
Say goodbye, not looking back
Thinking
If we too were really made of sand.
I + II
Guilty as charged on a twilight evening
Forgetting the way home was no excuse
When you and I were a midnight away
And apologies seemed like yesterday’s
Journeying,
And I was tired and you were late,
And I had nowhere to go from there.
The house was empty with my stillness
My heart was full of soot
Burnt bridges must fall, that we both knew.
One glass of whiskey
A packet of cigarettes
Consolation in ice cubes rattling
Crackling cellophane
A sip
A pull
A sigh,
Rooms like different universes
Spiraling out of control
Lives in deep discontent
Crashing like biplanes in dog fights lost
And I fall
We fell.
Apart.
I move out tomorrow
Where will you go?
This house is empty even without one of us
I’ll take a walk to a motel by the beach
I’ll climb hills and low hung trees,
And I’ll make a castle in the sand
I’ll look for the house we both built once,
And waves will wash it away,
I know it won’t be there, but still,
Say goodbye, not looking back
Thinking-
If we were really made of sand
Is that all there is to it?
THE END
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Tarun
It sure is a different experience *listening* to it...
When I read this - my mind cooked up some images... but to podcast, it changed to something else completely :)
I like the duet... coming together to part.
Meera
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Tarun
This is just BEAUTIFUL...no other words I heard the Podcast..
There I could almost feel and touch the soot on the dreams ...which were burnt and the echoes of sighs from the past ...
the house with dreams that once was ...and as it became a castle in sand only to be washed away...waves.....sounds......sound..stillness...
This was a great experience.
keep posting
Nupur
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Tarun.....
i have a piece like this one....if you would like to hear i can pass it on to you
the female voice in that one is echanting
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Hey Sophia,
Thank you... thank you... and THANK YOU!
The girl isn't too happy with her bit too. She has a lovely voice, but I was a little too hasty and super-excited.
Cheers,
Tarun
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wow..that was awesome
so you a music man
i just felt the gals voice could have been a lil better
anyways it was totally cool
i loved it!
the music, the poetry, the words, the voices (esp urs)....
in the order.....
cheers
sophia
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