| The Sound of Animals Fighting – I, the Swan Lyrics | 17 years ago |
| I, the Swan. The questions that many of you have posed and many of your responses to those questions are still creeping along the surface of this song. Many of you are caught "in the space between being and idea." In this sense, the song can be examined in one of two ways: 1) as a living work of art which has no static or fixed meaning (being) or 2) as a specimen, model, example, etc., of music which can be precisely measured and rated accordingly. In my wonderfully biased opinion, it is silly to attempt to dissect music as if it were a laboratory experiment performed under controlled and definite conditions. Therefore, my question is this, When was the last time any of you watched a single swan swimming and realized that it is not as perfect as the image of the swan created by the intellect? What exactly did it look like? Did you notice variations in the several swans you may have seen? Although you may have found the swan to be beautiful, can you be sure that you felt that because the swan was beautiful in itself and not simply because your image of swans predisposed you to think that the one single swan you saw was beautiful? In essence, what right do we have to denote swans as "beautiful and phallic" if all swans are different? How are we to exist without images covering who we actually are when it feels as though we have "canvas draped" over us outlining the way we are in the image? Just some thoughts. I like this song and hope to see some dialogue come from this. | |
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