Here's a little glimpse of the songwriting process at work within the Dorothy fold.
Recently – I think it was on Friday – I completed a new lyric and sent it to Pete Black via e-mail. I got a brief e-mail back saying he liked the lyrics a lot. Since I know that Pete doesn't give out praise willy nilly, I had the feeling that this lyric might soon be put to music. Sure enough today – Sunday – I received another e-mail from Pete which simply contained the URL for a file containing a song idea that he is working on with the lyric in question. The link is here.
I gave it a listen. I liked it. I asked if I could share the demo with readers of my blog. The answer was yes, although I was told that the end product might bear little resemblance to this doodle. Well, I am certainly looking forward to it. So far six original Dorothy songs have been recorded, and all of them are very fine. I can't wait for the album.
Below are the lyrics:
Home
This is the same song
I will be singing
On the day of the happy disaster
When everything stops
'Cause we can't go any faster.
This is the same song
I will be singing
When the world market collapses
And suddenly we fall
Back to the beginning.
Drink with me
Laugh with me
Talk with me.
And wouldn't it be
A wonderful surprise
If there in the shell of the library
You see what's always been
Right in front of your eyes
And quietly you turn to me,
Your fingers curling on my knee,
And say, "Let's go home."
This is the same song
I will be singing
When we sit round a bonfire at last
Burning page after page
Of Proust's Remembrance of Times Past.
Drink with me
Laugh with me
Talk with me.
And wouldn't it be
A wonderful surprise
If there amidst the fallen bodies
That are history's only end
You decide that you actually
Want to know me,
And there's nothing left
Except to be friends.
These are my hands,
The lines smudged with ash
A book by anonymous
My favourite hack.
This is my education,
And scrawled here all that I know,
This is my station in life and my home
I care about you loads.
By the way, I stole the wonderful image about Proust's Remembrance of Times Past from a story by a friend of mine, the very brilliant Mark Samuels.
HI Q, I love them and they are so rrue in many ways.
you are on the right track lets hope it gets published and played..
Keep us posted ok?
:sing: Eve
HI Q,
I noticed on the news shows how calm all the Brits were why is that???
in 911 people were in shock but still running for cover and their lives.
I was amazed how calm even the news people reporting were or was I in the shock mode??
Please take care and be safe.
Eve
Thank you.
I will, indeed, keep you posted.
I’m okay, thank you very much. I might post an entry about my experiences of yesterday’s events, which were actually very minimal indeed. I read Orinoco’s entry on the subject, and will confirm that people generally acted in a calm and sensible manner.
I was in London, but not close to the area where the blasts took place.
HI Q,
I am writing to find out if you are ok? You and Lokutus are the only people I know right now from the UK. I don’t know the area you live in so I am hoping it’s not where the bombings were.
Keep in touch and please post so we all know you are ok.
Bless you,
Eve
I’m afraid that I have no answers as to why the British are so calm in such circumstances. Certainly, when I was told the news I was more worried that I would appear to be under-reacting rather than over-reacting. I think it’s difficult for the British to express surprise. It certainly is for me.
A book came out recently, under the title Watching the English, that may provide some answers.
Here’s a http://www.cybaea.net/Reviews/0340818859.html">favourable review.
And here’s an http://www.findarticles.com/p/articles/mi_m0FQP/is_4687_133/ai_n6152930">unfavourable review.
The bits of it I read I found to be very accurate.
I work at a Japanese-run private school, and it seemed to me that in the situation on Thursday, a common stoical disposition was apparent in both the Japanese and English staff.