Sex & Shenanigans

[Lord Pmann]

Shit like this is the number one reason I never took a single class of musical theory.
Knowing what goes on behind the scenes is like pushing back the curtain. The magic will be gone. I'd risk chipping my love for music. Not a risk I'm willing to take.

I actually think that it helps me enjoy music more. Take the words to Cohen’s Hallelujah. I think that’s the greatest song ever written (even though I dislike his version). But the lyrics “it goes like this, the fourth, the fifth, the minor fall, the major lift”… these are actually the chords to the song. It’s one of the most brilliant pieces of songwriting I’ve seen. And knowing the theory behind that makes it a little more special, for me.

I apologize, don’t hate me

It’s amazing what four chords have done for music. Funny thing, this is a much less common progression these days. I’m curious how much this video has to do with that fact.

 

[morelikeasong]

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTL9gbaJY/

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTL9poHB8/

 

[Lord Pmann]

It's always nice when one of these masterminds stop writing for others and take to the stage themselves though. When their genius can really shine. People like Sia, or Lady Gaga, or my personal favorite LP.

LP's written for Backstreet Boys, Christina Aguilera, Rihanna, Cher, and more....
But when they takes to the stage themselves... Fucking hell. What a voice. Indescribable.

Shit. Sorry. Turning S&S into a music thread. I'll stop now.

Normally we are so used to staying on topic here, I think the posters will probably give us some grace.

 

[vagrantx]

I actually think that it helps me enjoy music more. Take the words to Cohen’s Hallelujah. I think that’s the greatest song ever written (even though I dislike his version). But the lyrics “it goes like this, the fourth, the fifth, the minor fall, the major lift”… these are actually the chords to the song. It’s one of the most brilliant pieces of songwriting I’ve seen. And knowing the theory behind that makes it a little more special, for me

Many people end up like that. They enjoy the technicalities. Myself, I love the mystery. The unknown. I know when I started playing with photography, post production, and art, that I lost some of my appreciation of others photography. I stopped looking at pieces as a whole. I started analyzing how it was done, instead of appreciating what it was trying to say. I am NOT doing that with music. Never ever.

While I don't agree with the brilliance of Hallelujah being the best ever written, some of the most memorable lyrics through time has been meta-esque. Guns n' roses famously couldn't solve the final verse of sweet child of mine. Where do we go now was just placeholder.

 

[Bry1313]

I actually think that it helps me enjoy music more. Take the words to Cohen’s Hallelujah. I think that’s the greatest song ever written (even though I dislike his version). But the lyrics “it goes like this, the fourth, the fifth, the minor fall, the major lift”… these are actually the chords to the song. It’s one of the most brilliant pieces of songwriting I’ve seen. And knowing the theory behind that makes it a little more special, for me.

I was at a funeral at a Catholic Church and they rewrote the lyrics to this song to make it a Christian song. A buddy sitting next to me was a musician and already upset……well you can add rage to the emotions he had to anguish that afternoon.

 

[Lord Pmann]

Many people end up like that. They enjoy the technicalities. Myself, I love the mystery. The unknown. I know when I started playing with photography, post production, and art, that I lost some of my appreciation of others photography. I stopped looking at pieces as a whole. I started analyzing how it was done, instead of appreciating what it was trying to say. I am NOT doing that with music. Never ever.

That makes sense. I’m a problem solver and engineer, so knowing how it works is fascinating to me. I can see how that might take the joy out of it for someone.

While I don't agree with the brilliance of Hallelujah being the best ever written, some of the most memorable lyrics through time has been meta-esque. Guns n' roses famously couldn't solve the final verse of sweet child of mine. Where do we go now was just placeholder.

Hallelujah is a song about the orgasm. It wins.

 

[Lord Pmann]

I was at a funeral at a Catholic Church and they rewrote the lyrics to this song to make it a Christian song. A buddy sitting next to me was a musician and already upset……well you can add rage to the emotions he had to anguish that afternoon.

That’s blasphemy.

 

[UnquietDreams]

I was at a funeral at a Catholic Church and they rewrote the lyrics to this song to make it a Christian song. A buddy sitting next to me was a musician and already upset……well you can add rage to the emotions he had to anguish that afternoon.

I however, want a verse of that on my tombstone.

"And even though it all went wrong
I’ll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but 'hallelujah'"

 

[dawn_of_night]

I however, want a verse of that on my tombstone.

"And even though it all went wrong
I’ll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but 'hallelujah'"

I actually like that ...

 

[vagrantx]

I however, want a verse of that on my tombstone.

"And even though it all went wrong
I’ll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but 'hallelujah'"

I'll... probably follow lao custom. To an extent. Some of it is illegal in Sweden, like, keeping my corpse lounging around the house for friends and family to come take selfies with! (Or, you know, to come say a prayer and a solemn goodbye or whatever boring stuff my ancestors were up to).

Cremation. Then scatter me where ever. Just keep my ashes away from the inner city and it's all good. Don't want to mess someones morning latte up.

 

[LupineOne]

That’s blasphemy.

Agreed. Whoever did that deserves a trip in my van.

 

[lavendersilk]

I'll... probably follow lao custom. To an extent. Some of it is illegal in Sweden, like, keeping my corpse lounging around the house for friends and family to come take selfies with! (Or, you know, to come say a prayer and a solemn goodbye or whatever boring stuff my ancestors were up to).

Cremation. Then scatter me where ever. Just keep my ashes away from the inner city and it's all good. Don't want to mess someones morning latte up.

I don't want to think about your death, but some of those customs are very intriguing.

For me, I want my ashes put in the ground and a tree planted so people could come visit the tree and remember me.

 

[GSDom]

Many people end up like that. They enjoy the technicalities. Myself, I love the mystery. The unknown. I know when I started playing with photography, post production, and art, that I lost some of my appreciation of others photography. I stopped looking at pieces as a whole. I started analyzing how it was done, instead of appreciating what it was trying to say. I am NOT doing that with music. Never ever.

While I don't agree with the brilliance of Hallelujah being the best ever written, some of the most memorable lyrics through time has been meta-esque. Guns n' roses famously couldn't solve the final verse of sweet child of mine. Where do we go now was just placeholder.

I think I fall somewhere in the middle. Having a music degree, I had to learn theory and composition, so I love hearing classical elements remixed in modern ways. As a songwriter, I love brilliant lyrics and sometimes find myself analyzing them automatically.

But I also love not knowing what the secret sauce is. The wonder of it is magical and allows me an almost child like appreciation for the greatness of creativity.

The same thing with my photography. Or writing.

 

[vagrantx]

I don't want to think about your death, but some of those customs are very intriguing.

There are a multitude of different people, cultures and customs in Laos. I am Lao (a people), which is different from Laotian (any person from Laos). As Lao, we kept the corpses of the deceased around the house in a natural pose. Not open casket, but, clothed and seated (and perfumed! Sheesh...) for people to come talk to. Hold their hand. Say farewell.

There's a lot more to it, involving monks, the ceremony and cremation at the local wat (which obviously isn't available here), and hoooo boy all the unspoken rules around ceremonial food.

For me, I want my ashes put in the ground and a tree planted so people could come visit the tree and remember me.

That's actually really nice!! Hmm. To be a tree... You've given me something to think about Lav'! Thank you!!

What kind of tree would you like to be?

 

[BrendaBear]

I think I fall somewhere in the middle. Having a music degree, I had to learn theory and composition, so I love hearing classical elements remixed in modern ways. As a songwriter, I love brilliant lyrics and sometimes find myself analyzing them automatically.

But I also love not knowing what the secret sauce is. The wonder of it is magical and allows me an almost child like appreciation for the greatness of creativity.

The same thing with my photography. Or writing.

I have a similar take… as a musician who performed cover tunes, I have learned a whole lot of popular songs. But there are some that are favorites which I choose not to learn, purely because I prefer to just hear the artist who made it famous perform it. I don’t want to learn what their formula was (and I don’t care).

 

[GSDom]

I have a similar take… as a musician who performed cover tunes, I have learned a whole lot of popular songs. But there are some that are favorites which I choose not to learn, purely because I prefer to just hear the artist who made it famous perform it. I don’t want to learn what their formula was (and I don’t care).

I have the same preferences many times. Other times I like to see how I can interpret and express that song through my own experiences.
Doing covers is such a fun creative trip!

 

[BrendaBear]

For me, I want my ashes put in the ground and a tree planted so people could come visit the tree and remember me.

I cremated my wife, and spread her ashes in the ocean at various places we loved to go to, together. When I go, I want the same done to me - at those same places.

We discussed this before she passed, and she loved that idea.

 

[vagrantx]

I cremated my wife, and spread her ashes in the ocean at various places we loved to go to, together. When I go, I want the same done to me - at those same places.

We discussed this before she passed, and she loved that idea.

That's beautiful. Thank you for sharing that.

I've thought about the sea. But Laos is landlocked, and, it wouldn't feel right to not rejoin the earth.
Then I think about the end of Big Lebowski and how I could potentially be blown by the sea breeze into my friends faces and that just sends me giggling. So I'm at a hard maybe.

 

[lavendersilk]

What kind of tree would you like to be?

My first choice is a silverleaf oak. Tall, beautifull, strong. Not necessarily me, lol, but it would be beautiful to look at and reassuring/comforting to people.

 

[Lord Pmann]

I however, want a verse of that on my tombstone.

"And even though it all went wrong
I’ll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but 'hallelujah'"

That is actually a beautiful verse. But I still don’t like people fucking with classics. It’s like when people write choruses to old standards or Christmas songs. I don’t like Christmas music all that much, but I’m annoyed when people try to steal credit by putting some shitty chorus to a song that’s existed for hundreds of years.

I am not sure, but I think that may have been Lincoln Brewster who wrote this. He’s an amazing guitarist (Steve Perry’s guitarist in the 90s). He’s a Christian artist and I know he does a version of the song, so it may be this one. Either way, write your own damned song.

I'll... probably follow lao custom. To an extent. Some of it is illegal in Sweden, like, keeping my corpse lounging around the house for friends and family to come take selfies with! (Or, you know, to come say a prayer and a solemn goodbye or whatever boring stuff my ancestors were up to).

Cremation. Then scatter me where ever. Just keep my ashes away from the inner city and it's all good. Don't want to mess someones morning latte up.

When I die, I’m obviously donating my penis to a museum. But not the Phallological Museum. That is too kitsch. I’m thinking The Smithsonian or The Met.

I don't want to think about your death, but some of those customs are very intriguing.

For me, I want my ashes put in the ground and a tree planted so people could come visit the tree and remember me.

I hope that talk of my death hasn’t sent you into an anxiety spiral.

I want my ashes spread at whatever place I’ve traveled that I found most amazing. I will leave money to the spreader of my ashes to go on said trip for free. But just one person. I’m not paying for any moochers.

So far I have a few places in mind.

 

[vagrantx]

My first choice is a silverleaf oak. Tall, beautifull, strong. Not necessarily me, lol, but it would be beautiful to look at and reassuring/comforting to people.

Gorgeous choice! I bet you'd make an absolutely wonderful oak

eta: that's the most morbid compliment I've ever given anyone. Please appreciate the meaning behind it! Jeez.. Sorry.

 

[Bry1313]

There are a multitude of different people, cultures and customs in Laos. I am Lao (a people), which is different from Laotian (any person from Laos). As Lao, we kept the corpses of the deceased around the house in a natural pose. Not open casket, but, clothed and seated (and perfumed! Sheesh...) for people to come talk to. Hold their hand. Say farewell.

There's a lot more to it, involving monks, the ceremony and cremation at the local wat (which obviously isn't available here), and hoooo boy all the unspoken rules around ceremonial food.

Traditions around our ending are fascinatingly different. With Jews we have the funeral and burial within 72 hours and then we gather with friends and family through story telling and food (always food). I can see the cathartic approach to both.

 

[__Nathan1968]

I'll... probably follow lao custom. To an extent. Some of it is illegal in Sweden, like, keeping my corpse lounging around the house for friends and family to come take selfies with! (Or, you know, to come say a prayer and a solemn goodbye or whatever boring stuff my ancestors were up to).

Cremation. Then scatter me where ever. Just keep my ashes away from the inner city and it's all good. Don't want to mess someones morning latte up.

I’ve told my wife, I want to be donated to the body farm at University of Tennessee.

 

[UnquietDreams]

That is actually a beautiful verse. But I still don’t like people fucking with classics. It’s like when people write choruses to old standards or Christmas songs. I don’t like Christmas music all that much, but I’m annoyed when people try to steal credit by putting some shitty chorus to a song that’s existed for hundreds of years.

I am not sure, but I think that may have been Lincoln Brewster who wrote this. He’s an amazing guitarist (Steve Perry’s guitarist in the 90s). He’s a Christian artist and I know he does a version of the song, so it may be this one. Either way, write your own damned song.

By the by, the verse I quoted was on Cohen's original recording, it just doesn't make it on most of the cover versions. When Bob Dylan asked Leonard for his version, Cohen faxed a hundred verses. He never considered it finished.

 

[dawn_of_night]

I’ve told my wife, I want to be donated to the body farm at University of Tennessee.

Like the CSI body farm????

I can't see the video, evidently I'm a minor?? Idk?