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Vox Balaenae (Voice of the Whale) – George Crumb‏

whales

whales

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we say that birds sing, despite the
fact that it is their ordinary language,
whales, upon our hearing them, seem
also to be singing

when we sing we alter our voices to
fit pitches and volume and rhythms
intentionally, otherwise we’re talking

what, then, is music, is bird song
music, whale song, is Vox Balaenae“,
a composition by George Crumb, from
1971

if so, what do we mean by music, which
used to be, a long time ago it appears
now, melodic, recurrent and rhythmic

in Vox Balaenae“, where is the music
we used to think of as music, though
harmonious it has the elements rather
of language, communication, instead
of the ordered outlay of composition

it is, however, indeed Classically laid,
with movements and everything, even
a set of variations, though interestingly
attended on either side, these, by, as it
were, book ends, a prologue and an
epilogue, literary terms, to reinforce
the idea of narration, there are three
movements

Prologue: Vocalise (…for the beginning of time)

Variations on Sea-Time [Sea Theme]
Archeozoic
Proterozoic
Paleozoic
Mesozoic
Cenozoic

Epilogue: Sea-Nocturne (…for the end of time)

a blue light in the performance suggests
a marine environment, masks dehumanize,
render everything “[a]rcheozoic”, extended
technique, unusual use of the instruments,
are instructions stated in the score

for a while I’ve been saying that prose is
just bad poetry, for a while I’ve been trying
to make poetry out of prose

how are we doing

Richard

untitled – a friend

a friend wrote, after best wishes for the new year and 
generous comments about my postings, comments I
am of course too modest to include here, Here is a
poem I wrote, probably for my grandchildren.  Hope
it makes you smile.”     
 
smile, I thought, I think it’s brilliant
 
what do you think 
 
 
Richard  
 
psst: it’s untitled, maybe you’d like to come up with 
         something, I thought maybe “Dinner”
 
               ________________
 

untitled
 
 
I am a fish I have a tail
I swim to the depths I tease a whale 
I dine on bits of this and that 
Blow Champagne bubbles through my hat

I am a fish with a mermaids tail
I thought for a while I loved that whale
But when he tried to dine on me
I found him too salacious

I am a fish with silver scales
A hundred percent better than whales
I spin with a shoal of metallic shine 
Cans of sardines drunk on wine

I look through my  mirror and see the sun
Rip tides dancing I join the fun
I travel knots till the sun goes  in
Silhouettes only the light is dim
Below the waves in a stormy sea 
I’m safe with an octopus having tea
He changes colour looking at me

I am a fish with enormous eyes
A bit short sighted but never mind
I see the colours of coral reefs
Colours quite beyond belief
Hermit crabs and tidal drifts
Seaweed gardens Neptune’s gift

I was a fish with a silver sheen
I dreamed of all I could have been
Ceto’s daughter Poseidon’s Queen
I shone in the moonlight luminesque
I bit at sunbeams I did my best
But like that mermaid on the rock
I really should have taken stock
I never dreamed I never wished 
To be a filet on a dish.  
 
 
                                  a friend