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ELSAS WORDS MUSIC.
Love poems and songs, breakup songs,
anger poems, deep sad poems, country jazz rock folk pop.
WHITE CHOCOLATE AND HOT FUDGE SAUCE.
TABOO. TANK. ECHO OF THE ECHO.
ELSA'S WORD PIECES, or ...
ELSA, MOMENT BY MOMENT
a dozen years ago, I began to wake up with
"word pieces" - words music - in my head.
Some of the word pieces I called songs. They came with melodies, a chorus,
lots of repeated lines. But even they rarely fit the conventional "song"
format - verse, chorus, verse, chorus, bridge, verse, chorus - over and out.
Something like that.
new thought might come in where none was supposed to come.
The rhythm might
change, where it was not supposed to.
the beginning, I thought - oh, I will just let them come as they want to come,
and then "fix" them later. "Fix" - turn them into conventional
they did not want to be fixed. They cried and screamed when I wanted to cut
into them. They fell apart, became stiff and twisted, instead of feeling (to
me, anyway) like something that was supposed to be what it was.
gave up on "fixing" them. It felt like "fixing" a woman
to make her fit the traditional mold. Better to break the mold, or let others
conform to the mold if it suited them - but to go my own way with my own pieces, my words music.
If some of the word pieces had a standard structure, fine. But if most didn't, that was fine
what was I to do with them? I put ads in the local entertainment papers, did
bits of things with a number of musicians, got together a group of women for
a few others, but somehow there was no longterm fit and nothing quite came
were started but not completed. Grants were sought after but, over and over,
went to others. People had their own lives and desires, and directions.
as often has happened in my life, it was hard for me to go on searching for
the right fit. I got tired, kept on writing the pieces, but I did less and
less, over the years, about trying to get them out into the world.
life kind of took over - other directions, other issues.
NOW I AM BACK. THIS PROJECT IS MY CENTER -
MY OWN, MY CHOSEN HOME.
Another thought. Children have names. Likewise each of the pieces has its own name. But is there some convenient category they can be placed in? I like the term indie. And then there's alternative music. Or put it together and you have indie alternative music. Even indie alternative rock, indie alternative folk rock, words music, and so on.
But the pieces have a life of their own. They don't care about categories. Maybe someone else can find the right categories - words music, whatever - but like people, they're individual.
by one, the pieces will come onto the site, and I will figure out how to make
things work, so they can take their place, these unconventional children of
mine, children I am proud of, pleased with, hopeful for.
WITH MORE THOUGHTS BELOW ...
on capturing moments and how
to the Buddhist understanding of self-knowledge ...
and BUDDHIST vs WESTERN UNDERSTANDING
is a side thought I have had - it has to do with the Western understanding
of "self-knowledge" versus the Buddhist understanding. In the Western
way, one gains an ever more complete understanding of oneself as a person
continuing over time, undergoing developments, with a continuity of being.
So getting more and more self-knowledge
tends to mean connecting with parts of oneself one has been cut off from,
whether due to childhood trauma, an inadequate society, peer pressure, etc.
the Buddhist way (as I have read about it, rather briefly), one is to gain,
through meditation, glimpses of oneself, fragments of disconnected being.
One is just to experience these glimpses into oneself, not connect them into
bring this up? Because when I read about the Buddhist understanding of self-experience,
I thought of my word pieces - each of which tends to express a moment of being.
have done the "Western" thing with these moments - put these fragments
of being together into stories. They have quite naturally, for me, flowed
from one into the next.
I have not wanted to tell the story. She said... They did... He went... Next
what happened was... Then they went to a crowded restaurant ...
wanted to let the moments stand as they are - and yet have not wanted them
totally disconnected from one another.
could say that I have found my own way of telling a story - moment by moment.
And as well I have come to my own way of expressing my moments - through these
always, welcome into my world.
AND STILL MORE THOUGHTS BELOW ...
on what best to call these unusual things
that began to appear in my mind -
word pieces,words music, certainly -
but wasn't there something better ...
SPOKEN WORD POETRY?
WORDS MUSIC PIECES?
have tried, over and over, to call my word pieces, "spoken word pieces,"
because that's what pieces like these are commonly called. Okay, I say, they
are spoken word pieces - but the term feels clumsy and clunky in my mouth,
I think of shoes that don't fit right. The name for the pieces that feels
natural to me is "word pieces" - for they are definitely pieces
made of words.
are not poems, as poems are usually taken to be now - pieces meant to be slowly
enjoyed, the meanings delved into and gradually uncovered, and the deeper
meanings elucidated only later still. No, my pieces are not that. At their
best, they capture moments.
do my pieces fit a traditional song format - though many have melodies and
some are meant to be sung. But "songs"? I wouldn't mind calling
many of them songs, but I've been told, over and over, about all the rules
songs need to follow. Also, they are meant to work just as they are - no music
- and songs usually don't.
brings me back to word pieces. The term just feels right. A stubborn little
voice inside me holds on to the term.
there is something else that matters. If I put them on the web as word pieces,
chances are no one will find them, no matter how much people might like the
pieces if only they knew they were there. No one is looking for word pieces.
It's like, for clothing, no one is looking for fabric pieces - they want jeans
and t-shirts, sweatshirts, shorts.
are people looking for? Many don't just want more of the traditional. So they
put words into the search engines - words music, music words, alternative
music artist, alternative artist, indie music, spoken word poetry, rap poetry, new. They
don't know just what will come up - just like I don't know what to call these
pieces, so people will come take a look.
not like jeans and t-shirts. It's something that doesn't quite fit anywhere,
so far at least.
I now have two words for the pieces - word pieces, and words music pieces.
Words music pieces is actually better - for the pieces are made up of more
than words. Words and music. Words music.
I also come back to categories. Indie. Alternative artist. Alternative music artist. But in many ways, from my viewpoint, very much at home in many categories - from blues to folk to country to rock to pop. I suppose that wandering everywhere, not considering the boundaries, makes this very much indie and alternative - and yet accessible. And what I want is for others to come, to access, to listen.
And with that,
welcome to my world of word pieces/words music pieces.
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White Chocolate and Hot Fudge Sauce, click here.
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Heart Breaking Open Wide, click here.
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I began to wake up
with word pieces -
words music, spoken word, songs -
in my head.
Echo of the echo.
Tank almost empty.
Can't cross the gap.
Welcome into my world.
time I'm going
into the words not knowing
what kind of thing I'm doing
what is this thing I'm making
what are these words creating
music, music words,
spoken word, song,
words music, words beat,
rap poetry, indie alternative music,
trip hip unhip unzipped
whispered, shouted, sung.
What is this?
spoken word poetry?
indie alternative music words?
indie alternative words music?
rap tap rhythm song?
Where do these words belong?
They don't follow song rules
so they can't be songs
Are some rap
with a rap beat?
Are some spoken word?
Some are to be sung -
country, trip hop, pop, folk, blues,
indie alternative music,
country folk, rock and roll, rap,
world beat, jazz, folk pop,
rhythm and blues.
rhythm beat strong
words to be spoken
words to be sung
words to be lived
Whatever comes -
to catch life
to catch moments
moments like fireflies
one moment bright
words and rhythm
words to be spoken
words to be sung
words, sounds, music
words going on and on
like the beat of a drum
in word pieces
a shadow lives on
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spoken rap poetry,
romantic love song,
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pop, rock, hard rock,
moments in words,
moments in words
July 15, 2006
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