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The Cliche' Band ( a three part tragedy)
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The Cliche' Band ( a three part tragedy) |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
Part One She sings her music softly in the back seat of a car, the night with rapt attention focused on her every word. The moon becomes her spotlight and illuminates how far she's come to find contentment, and of loneliness be cured. A glimmering of sadness is infused into her songs, the melancholy memories of fleeting romance failed, of over-used excuses and imaginary wrongs, the detritus of would be love, and all that it entailed. Tonight her words can vocalize those feelings she's denied, and should she wish to harmonize before her song is through, another waits to join her, but it's for her to decide if she can trust enough again, then possibly these two, might sing their music softly to an audience of stars, not have to grope for meaning in the back seat of a car. Part Two He wishes understanding were the key to everything. He wraps his pain around him and embraces his guitar. The notes of his frustration echo clearly from it's strings, in his search to find contentment and keep loneliness afar. A glimmering of madness is diffused by chords he plays, manipulating feelings torn from metal and from wood, of one night stands so meaningless the only thing that stays, is emptiness compelling him to give it up for good. He sets aside his numbness and for one brief moment feels the passion of his music as it overtakes control. The voice he has imagined sings, he cares not if it's real, pursuing sweet oblivion's become his only goal. The stuff of tawdry novels, broken promises, and scars, of groping for true meaning singing blues in downtown bars. Part Three They sing their music softly in the backseat of a car, the night in rapt attention fosused on their every word. The moon becomes their spotlight and illuminates how far they've come to find contentment and of loneliness be cured. They wish that understanding were the key to everything. They wrap their pain around them, he embraces his guitar. The notes of their frustration echo clearly from it's strings in their search to find contentment and keep loneliness afar. A glimmering of sadness is infused into their songs, the melancholy memories of fleeting romance failed, of over-used excuses and imaginary wrongs, the detritus of would be love and all that it entailed. A small part of their madness is diffused by chords he plays, manipulating feelings torn from metal and from wood, of one night stands so meaningless the only thing that stays is emptiness compelling them to give it up for good. Tonight their words can vocalize the feelings they've denied, and should they wish to harmonize enough to see it through, together they might make it, but it's for them to decide if they can trust enough again. Does all this seem to you the stuff of tawdry novels, broken promises, and scars, confusion and resentment overshadowed by regret, performed like some Greek tragedy that's not quite up to par? The jaded critic stirs his drink and lights a cigarette. The Cliche' Band performs tonight at countless local bars and gropes their way toward meaning 'neath an audience of stars. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Doc! Bravo...wonderful story in this, and loved the rhythm of it as well. |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Now I know where you've been and what you have been up to!  It was worth the wait, Dear Moosey One!  EA |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
Martie, Thank you. Your effervesence continues to bubble and lightens all that it touches my friend. Doc Earth Angel, Thank you muchly. If there is such a thing, I've been too busy to be bewildered much of late, and so must apologize for the delay in replying. As always, your replies are appreciated. Doc |
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