Resuscititating a blog….and the Beauty of Language

To be honest, I had decided to retire this blog as this blog had been on life support for the past year. Now, so why did I decide to resuscitate this blog? Well, something made me rethink this.

I was posed a question as to whether I had the chops to make a Content Writer.Well,  I think I do. I may not like to write a lot of prose, considering I had spent a couple of decades writing esoteric prose on equally cerebral art pieces, but I realise that if I just stick to visuals like I had been doing lately, I am missing something. Something that made me pursue a career as a contemporary art curator for a large part of my life.

The saying goes ” A picture says a Thousand Words”, which is true but language has its own beauty and the nuances of literature cannot sometimes be conveyed through just a picture. True, just giving visuals leaves one open to a a whole range of interpretation and justly so, sometimes a visual should just be left at it is. Yet, at times, the beauty of language can prompt one to visualize in one’s imagination the whole range of a particular subject.

Take for example, the prose in a song. The depths of emotion and feeling one ascends to can be extended through language. Notwithstanding that a song can appeal just by the pure music and vocals and expression the singer puts into the song, but the passion and expression finds better purchase though the lyrics of the song too

This was brought home to me when I listen to the song, Keijijou Ryuuse (Metaphysical Meteor ) by Buck Tick. Some comments by You Tubers were that the song or vocals sound forced because of the singer’s expression and they didn’t like that. To me however, listening to that song Live, I empathize with the passion of the singer and  while music itself transends language, yet knowing the lyrics only adds to the emotional pathos of that song.

Metaphysical Meteor
Lyrics: Sakurai Atsushi
Music: Imai Hisashi
I see you’re a lost boy
Come with me
There’s no need to be afraid
At all
Step on my shadow
Come play with me
Until they can’t see us anymore
 
When you reach out your hand
Come look and see
When you reach out your hand
Your fingertips softly touching me
 
My heart is breaking
And splitting open
Surely so beautiful I could die
Ah I was dreaming
I was dreaming…
 
Blindfolding your eyes
Play with me
The face behind it
Who are you?
 
And when you speak aloud
It seems a lie
But let me hear you say it at the end
Once more, one more time
 
My heart is breaking
And splitting open
Surely so beautiful I could die
Its dissolution
And dissipation
Hold it tighter, tighter, hold me, hold on
My heart is breaking
And splitting open
Surely so beautiful I could die
I was dreaming
I was dreaming…
 
When you reach out your hand
Look out and see
When you reach out your hand
Your fingertips softly…
And when you speak aloud
It seems a lie
But let me hear you say it at the end
Once more, one more time
 
My heart is breaking
And splitting open
Surely so beautiful I could die
Its dissolution
Then dissipation
Hold it tighter, tighter, hold me, hold on
My heart is breaking
And splitting open
Surely so beautiful I could die
I was dreaming
I was dreaming…
 
La la la     la la     la la la la…
(Lyrics translation by Cayce from  nothegreatestsite (https://sites.google.com/site/lyricsyndrome/)
I guess this is a roundabouts way of saying, look, I am back and I haven’t totally given up on prose and that there is a whole lot of beauty in it! 🙂

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