Ok, so here’s the deal. The peer reviews came in for the awful song I wrote last week, and it turns out… It wasn’t as God awful as I thought it was. In fact fellow reviewers seemed to like it!
before I go any further, here’s the further development of the song from this week, if you are so inclined to listen
I remember shortly after submitting last week I had a look at some of the work I’d then be reviewing(it works by having each applicant review 5, and get 5 reviewing them) and the First guy had literally said “I didn’t have time for the assignment this week, so have a joke instead.” So I guess I wasn’t the only one that found this week a challenge. I think I’m going to go back and watch the lectures again to get more of a grip on the concepts. Having something I can focus on is a good thing, especially something I feel needs work like this. Word-setting was a little tricky the week before, but this week was on another level because of the sheer amount you need to do in a short time. Anyway, here were the overall comments that were left
Well, being compared with Cohen is a compliment I will gladly take! I spent so long trying to plan this piece that I never let it just rip forward.peer 1 → I don’t know where this comment belongs but this is a beautiful love song…way to go! peer 2 → Great! Sounds like Cohen to me. I would repeat all the chorus after the bridge and I think that the bridge itself needs some more melodic definition. A great song.
Another problem I have, opposite to not spending enough time on pieces, is that I find it very hard to let a piece just be what it is. To let it flow naturally, flaws dangling astray as it runs through polite society. At some point you end up polishing perfect and going beyond what is needed. Bob Dylan was a master of quickly writing songs at one point, as well as Queen. On the other, long-time taking side of the coin you have Leonard cohen, who polished past perfect into masterful. But it’s not about the time Cohen puts in, it’s about waiting for the natural beauty of the song to shine through so perfectly. He said it in an interview and in the song A Thousand Kisses deep:
You Lose your Grip
And then you slip
Into the Masterpiece
I understand that people aren’t looking to these songs on the level like Leonard Cohen would write, and I appreciate your kind words, strangers, but with all that said I still believe the song has a long way to go before it can attain anything close to the feeling or meaning I intended to convey.
I find myself jabbing characters into my blog, pontificating in bitter angst at your kind words facing me. But don’t think I’m ungrateful, I have just seen what I am capable of in brief moments here and there. I just haven’t found my voice, my way to share, but it’s there, somewhere. in snippets of mind like the rhyming words behind this one, missed sometimes, and kissed on the border of poetry, blended with the mist. It lacks shape. formless most often, but still it’s there. Most of my job is finding where, then painting, one stroke at a time, careful not to miss a line. But misaligned, my process is behind my thoughts, so must be fixed until it’s not. And when at last the rope is tied between the mist and round my eyes I’ll be conduit of art, both from my head and from my heart.