This is an experiment I’ve been thinking about initiating for some time. A place to post and share the words to my songs. Just a beginning here which I’ll organize as we go. None of these songs have been recorded or released yet; but
all titles are (c) Jerome Jarvis SOCAN.
SMOKE and ASHES
Some years after my mother passed I felt there were many things I’d left unsaid. I actually wrote the letter and wished there was someway to send it to her. This song goes out to all the lost relations, living, dead or imaginary.
All Fall Down
One of those rare songs that came to me in a dream – I actually managed to capture the chorus melody line after waking – the rest of the song is an attempt to recreate that odd other-wordly feeling when the familiar suddenly seems strange and wonderful. “something like a dream, only better..”
The UNBORN SONG
Grew out of a comment made by my teacher. Unborn in this context applies to everyone who cares to think of themselves as other than the body/mind. Turned into a bit of an epic ramble!
Is destined to be the closing scene of The Great Library Musical (end of ACT 7 – still got a ways to go) What GREAT LIBRARY you ask? Come have a look at the work in progress >
An ode to the environmental collapse we’re witnessing daily here on planet dirt. A dire warning and rather sad commentary; BUT – written as part of a Diptych, to be followed immediately by “The Cave” …
You know they call it Plato’s Cave but that’s just because his teacher, Socrates, preferred talking to writing things down. Any way we’re glad someone was there taking notes. A rather wordy yet light-hearted romp – probably also intended for The Great Library (see link above) We get to the Greek philosophers in ACT 2, so will probably fit somewhere in there.
Everyone has had this feeling “Wouldn’t it be nice to go back to a time when …” This is me letting go of this idea and accepting just what is as the only way things could be. What happened HAD to happen to get me here, and never will happen again.
A Song About Words
Maybe the last word on the topic of words. There are some places where words won’t go, and that’s just fine with me. Language can trick you into thinking you understand. What’s needed is an OVERSTANDING and a letting go of belief in the power of verbal constructs. This way lies freedom.