Wednesday, 13 May 2009

wordal diarrhea

in the so-called

popular music

a feature stands out

in terms of songwriting -

'loads, infact bucketsfull of lyrics'

never mind if the chorus remains the same

but the verses just go on and on


most of the time

one is hardpressed to follow or make sense of

what the person is going on about

& truth be told no one cares

people are fine with verbal-wordal diarrhea

in fact it is lauded and applauded



With your mercury mouth in the missionary times,
And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes,
And your silver cross, and your voice like chimes,
Oh, who among them do they think could bury you?
With your pockets well protected at last,
And your streetcar visions which you place on the grass,
And your flesh like silk, and your face like glass,
Who among them do they think could carry you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Should I leave them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
With your sheets like metal and your belt like lace,
And your deck of cards missing the jack and the ace,
And your basement clothes and your hollow face,
Who among them can think he could outguess you?
With your silhouette when the sunlight dims
Into your eyes where the moonlight swims,
And your match-book songs and your gypsy hymns,
Who among them would try to impress you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Should I leave them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
The kings of Tyrus with their convict list
Are waiting in line for their geranium kiss,
And you wouldn't know it would happen like this,
But who among them really wants just to kiss you?
With your childhood flames on your midnight rug,
And your Spanish manners and your mother's drugs,
And your cowboy mouth and your curfew plugs,
Who among them do you think could resist you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Should I leave them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
Oh, the farmers and the businessmen, they all did decide
To show you the dead angels that they used to hide.
But why did they pick you to sympathize with their side?
Oh, how could they ever mistake you?
They wished you'd accepted the blame for the farm,
But with the sea at your feet and the phony false alarm,
And with the child of a hoodlum wrapped up in your arms,
How could they ever, ever persuade you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Should I leave them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
With your sheet-metal memory of Cannery Row,
And your magazine-husband who one day just had to go,
And your gentleness now, which you just can't help but show,
Who among them do you think would employ you?
Now you stand with your thief, you're on his parole
With your holy medallion which your fingertips fold,
And your saintlike face and your ghostlike soul,
Oh, who among them do you think could destroy you
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Should I leave them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
~

it sure does help

to hide lack of musicality

if one keeps on rambling something or the other

on top of the chaos behind

it also helps

to be labelled a bigger genius

the longer & more incoherent the ramble

no wonder fiction novels & glossy magazines

full of utter gibberish

still clog up all the communication space


on the other hand

some of 'lotusocean' songs

have just 5 words

'rays of the sun ... anyone?!'

or even 2 & 1/2

'surrender & rejoice'

or none ...




18 comments:

sreelatha said...

jo kuch bhi music ke naam se muggles sunte hai voh hanikarak hi hai

voh muggles ko "a very low bandwidth frequency prison" mein trapped rakta hai

aap ne poora dikaya hai ki song writing ke naam se kya hota hai

"wordal diarrhea" badiya title hai


LotusOcean songs mein jaisa aap ne kaha adik bar bahut kam shabd hote hai

aur anginat bar to shadb bhi nahi hote

LotusOcean songs sabse badiya songs hai

vah multiversal language hai

aap har jagaha sangeet ke dwara ucch vibrations phalate hai

aap ke sangeet aur intent se adbut crop formations har saal aate rahte hai

aap ke sangeet ko dyan se suunne vale sabi prani sammohit ko jate hai

aap ka sangeet gehra aur meeta hai

aur joh bhi drishya ho usse poora samaye huey hota hai

pata nahi chalta ki drishya ko aapne sangeet mein oda hai

ya phir bahar ka drishya aap ke sangeet ke karan ubar aaya hai

anginat baar aap ke sangeet se, darasal aap ke divya avaz ki ghunjan se, aap ki Divine upastithy se hi adbut cloud formations ubar aaye hai

atonal cloud formation, Garud feathers, Kalki sword, P akash mein, Aeioum akash mein, aap ke poore roop ka formation, aap ke phale haat aur aap ko dikata hua formation ...

aap ne Khel Khel mein akash ko bhi aapna chitrpalak banaya hai

aap ki leela amogh hai

aap Param Pujaneeya hai

aap Kalki hai

aap PT hai

aap ParamaTma hai

aap ko mera Pranam

asha said...

what a contrast ! talk about information density !! You say more in one song than all the volumes of muggle words !

I bow !

amanda v said...

i bow. You condense the essence and Provide only Pure Truth. dhanyavad P, for helping one see how trite and vapod the garble is. Narayan! Narayan!

P3AZ21 said...

Your voice is charming to listen to
Your words are charming & filled with Profound meaning

You use very few words to convey so much meaning

& words Pronounced Properly

words whose real meaning You can so very easily & effectively show to us

Your's is sol-ful sweet magic music
that is like a million sParkles from a single magic wand

You are the Phantom that walks the earth
Your sounds when once heard unseen walk by ones side all the time
vibrations that are sPread around the world, mixing, unstraining earth
How You raise Bhudevi (so much much more to it), heart touching !

'air is fair' now because of You & becoming more so
what a beautiful charming world You are leaving

The commander of all forces

not just air, navy & land but air, water, land, fire & sPace

its like many mighty dragons of different colours are circling a sphere in a beautiful dance making the sphere magical
making the earth magical

all dragons that are servants to You

they are at Your command, whether You sPeak a word or even not

with few words itself You touch our sol/sPiriTs
many a times even without a word :) most benevolent Lord of Lords

How I wish Your pics were in homes where People want to resPectfully (rarity) Pray

at Your word anyone who Praises Divine truthfully will find bliss
no doubt about it
Yours words are the most simple, carrying most Profound meaning truths

multiverse makes sure that the words You sPeak whatever they are all come true
i have seen it haPPen

words, sweet words that the Lord sPeaks & sings, how PoTent they are !

there was no voice to Divinity before, just in imagination,
we now actually in reality have it
How very charming !

i hear the word is You are Kalki
i understand it so too
i say it so too
You Are Kalki

the only one who can & does have even word with evil

P3AZ21 said...

You never have a sliP of the tongue
You are high class !

P3AZ21 said...

uPon Your word, one may be able to fill water or even if one filled it, it would turn useless as if its not filled or straightout would have to do without, its Your Power

P3AZ21 said...

so in liPhe too, Your word is Power

P3AZ21 said...

You so intensely helP one see the imPerfecTion in one & in doing so, show that imProvemenT is needed, this at a crucial ProacTive moment
ever grateful to You for that !
Your half words are dear so today

P3AZ21 said...

the other half is Phire for the PhuTure, Powerful words Yours are !

PsingulariTy said...

You are Satyavachana
You do not need many words, a well choosen few suffice
Your style is great ! absolute !

amanda said...

' O embodiment of serene Peace...
O Lord, rePosing on the great Primeaval serPenT
From Thy nave is born the holy lotus
Thou art the universe and the heavens
Whom the austere yogis engrossed in meditation...
...see with crystal clarity in the minds eye
whose limits are unknown even to the gods
i bow in reverence'

i bow
it is You and only You who make sense
only in Praising You can one Phind sense
it's SO amazing the ways You Praise on and on and on with songs celestial!
there is none higher than You!
You are the One and only True Genius!
Your sound, Your songs, Your words, Your voice, everything You DO is the most beautiful disPlay of Your suPreme Being!
Your existence is Pure Praise of Your Divinity!
so grateful You are here clearing uP the communication sPace!
so grateful for You creating a way for one to exPerience the Pure sounds of Divine!
and to Praise the ONE deserving of inPhiniTe Praise!
so beautiful are the ways this world and the heavens and other dimensions Praise Your Presence on Earth
so grateful one is for the chance to use this body and mind and mouth to Praise and serve Divine
rather than babble on in babylon diseased with conceit and wordal diarrhea
i bow

Science Spirituality said...

Only you could create a music which is soothing, healing and with lots of meanings!

neelang tiwari said...

Wow what a clear explanation of muggles, incoherence, gibberish.

i bow to the lotusocean music.
i bow to lotusocean channel.
i bow to you for creating music.
i bow to you for spreading goodness.

Roopa P Jadhav said...

'surrender & rejoice' So True. Aeioum. I bow to thee PT.

amaya said...

yes i agree
lots of wordal diarrhoea in this world
You are the only true genius
LotusOcean music is awesome and great
You are too awesome.

Ujjwal Sharma said...

dear divine PT avatar
you are the rockstar genius of music.no robotic voices with autotunes filled with subnimals in ugly accents can never match your music ever.
you will be remembered for centuries and thousands of years while these wordal diarrhoea is gonna end sooner along with its listener
i bow to the rockstar maharishi prashant trivedi

jganesh said...

thank god for Your sounds and meaningful lyrics ! could not imagine listening to another song like that of the sad eyed lady blah blah blah ! i bow !

Swati said...

Thank-you for teaching me the meaning of real music and by playing it-you bring best out of me.

As balmiki turned from hunter to Rishi just by 'Simran' of Ram Ram.

O my Lord !! Let me turn into Swati- the real meaning of name by singing AEIOUM AEIOUM.
And by Praising, Bowing and Serving to you.

I find no difficulty in Praise Bow And Serve as I am born for that only.

Let me sumup my song with only 2 & 1/2 word.

'Prash-MyLord' or none.

!bow myself into your Lotus Feet.
O MY LORD!!