Unpopular Anthems for the Middle Classes
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Unpopular Anthems for the Middle Classes
Unpopular Anthems for the Middle Classes
Traveling home on the bus,
Never sitting with the cool kids
Singing Smashing Pumpkins songs
On the headphones
All by myself
It’s amazing what you find
When you look around the edges
We crawl through this life like beautiful snails
And we leave a trail behind
For others to follow
I used to watch the gorgeous girls as they walked thru school
I used to feel so small and sometimes it didn’t even feel like I had a face
I remember
Miriam,
With her windy face of shadows
She used to live near me
And she had a brother who was annoying but funny
He used to spy on me when I stole "Punisher" from the comic store
He never sold me down the river
I wonder where she is now
I wonder what happened to him too
Something good I hope
Because they both deserved it
I remember
Reading magazines and believing them
I remember
What it was like to not be cool
I remember
Donna,
Blonde, so beautiful
She was like an adult and I was like years behind her
And she was the first,
To know this heart
And guess the secret it held
Yeah, she knew it all somehow
She called me on it in Economics Class
She said I should say it, if that was what I wanted to do
But I kept so silent
And I pretended to be just a teenager without a clue
Because my heart was still frozen
Because I still wanted to be invisible
Because I changed suburbs like a nomad
I changed suburbs like a nomad
Singing Smashing Pumpkins songs
On the headphones
All by myself
Trying to find out where I belonged
And if you had a spare ten years
We could cycle thru the golf clubs and the tennis courts
We could go to clubs and act like vampires
Because I changed suburbs like a nomad
I changed suburbs like a nomad
But you wouldn’t find a real me and maybe not even you
But everywhere I ever found was a like an oasis in a desert of cool
And friends dried up like water
Nothing lasts forever
That’s what I found
That’s the flipside of this instant life
But then when I get negative
Something draws me back to Buddha and the Wheel
And I feel like a Technicolor Sun,
And I can call my real friends still
But it’s funny how when you get old, you call only those
Who make you feel safe
When once your heart courted the danger
Friend, this heart is used and long past jaded now almost into freedom
I have so many questions
I have so many hit songs
I have so much heart-ache
I have so much left to prove
But come the witching hour
I went down by the Sea
I went to watch the fireworks by myself
And somewhere down along these years
I have forgotten which tears are for me and which are for those I’ve left
But this I know
Sometimes the beauty and the sadness are as one
Singing Smashing Pumpkins songs
On the headphones
All by myself
It’s amazing what you find
When you look around the edges
And if anybody ever follows this trail seeking answers to questions they themselves bring
Beware of possessions
For they make us slaves
Beware of not believing in Love
For it will one day come
And turn up that little world you know
And only some are strong enough
To strip away the chains of ice and of shallow friendship
And wake up inside the dream
In the freedom that feeling brings
Where we are reborn and reborn
Ever-changing and mostly endless, until some moment of release
Opaque, as clones in the rain,
Quoting Leonard Cohen songs
Where one day we will all belong
But if you ever held me in your strong arms,
If you ever were the heart I clutched on
Inside the dying wind
Inside some kind of Love
Then you have helped still this storm,
And for that I thank you, now.
(David Finn, 2004)
Traveling home on the bus,
Never sitting with the cool kids
Singing Smashing Pumpkins songs
On the headphones
All by myself
It’s amazing what you find
When you look around the edges
We crawl through this life like beautiful snails
And we leave a trail behind
For others to follow
I used to watch the gorgeous girls as they walked thru school
I used to feel so small and sometimes it didn’t even feel like I had a face
I remember
Miriam,
With her windy face of shadows
She used to live near me
And she had a brother who was annoying but funny
He used to spy on me when I stole "Punisher" from the comic store
He never sold me down the river
I wonder where she is now
I wonder what happened to him too
Something good I hope
Because they both deserved it
I remember
Reading magazines and believing them
I remember
What it was like to not be cool
I remember
Donna,
Blonde, so beautiful
She was like an adult and I was like years behind her
And she was the first,
To know this heart
And guess the secret it held
Yeah, she knew it all somehow
She called me on it in Economics Class
She said I should say it, if that was what I wanted to do
But I kept so silent
And I pretended to be just a teenager without a clue
Because my heart was still frozen
Because I still wanted to be invisible
Because I changed suburbs like a nomad
I changed suburbs like a nomad
Singing Smashing Pumpkins songs
On the headphones
All by myself
Trying to find out where I belonged
And if you had a spare ten years
We could cycle thru the golf clubs and the tennis courts
We could go to clubs and act like vampires
Because I changed suburbs like a nomad
I changed suburbs like a nomad
But you wouldn’t find a real me and maybe not even you
But everywhere I ever found was a like an oasis in a desert of cool
And friends dried up like water
Nothing lasts forever
That’s what I found
That’s the flipside of this instant life
But then when I get negative
Something draws me back to Buddha and the Wheel
And I feel like a Technicolor Sun,
And I can call my real friends still
But it’s funny how when you get old, you call only those
Who make you feel safe
When once your heart courted the danger
Friend, this heart is used and long past jaded now almost into freedom
I have so many questions
I have so many hit songs
I have so much heart-ache
I have so much left to prove
But come the witching hour
I went down by the Sea
I went to watch the fireworks by myself
And somewhere down along these years
I have forgotten which tears are for me and which are for those I’ve left
But this I know
Sometimes the beauty and the sadness are as one
Singing Smashing Pumpkins songs
On the headphones
All by myself
It’s amazing what you find
When you look around the edges
And if anybody ever follows this trail seeking answers to questions they themselves bring
Beware of possessions
For they make us slaves
Beware of not believing in Love
For it will one day come
And turn up that little world you know
And only some are strong enough
To strip away the chains of ice and of shallow friendship
And wake up inside the dream
In the freedom that feeling brings
Where we are reborn and reborn
Ever-changing and mostly endless, until some moment of release
Opaque, as clones in the rain,
Quoting Leonard Cohen songs
Where one day we will all belong
But if you ever held me in your strong arms,
If you ever were the heart I clutched on
Inside the dying wind
Inside some kind of Love
Then you have helped still this storm,
And for that I thank you, now.
(David Finn, 2004)
Dear redlantern ~
If you are David, I am addressing the writer of this journey and exodus through life, with its pain and surprizes, its joys, and its inversions and truths. I was very moved when I read this, your very expressive piece.
Even though I could cite many other lines just as legitimately, I'll restrict to just these. This really resonates with me:
~ Elizabeth
If you are David, I am addressing the writer of this journey and exodus through life, with its pain and surprizes, its joys, and its inversions and truths. I was very moved when I read this, your very expressive piece.
Even though I could cite many other lines just as legitimately, I'll restrict to just these. This really resonates with me:
Welcome to the Forum.But it’s funny how when you get old, you call only those
Who make you feel safe
When once your heart courted the danger
~ Elizabeth
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thankyou very much Elizabeth, I really appreciate people reading and responding!!
I thought this would be appropraite for this site because it mentions Leonard Cohen songs, and in the last year or so I have bought some Leonard Cohen Cds which I have really enjoyed-I love "10 New Songs" and "The Future", but my fave song is 'Everybody Knows" and/or "Suzanne". He is cool. I will be around, folks!!!

So, are you David? Still nothing definitive in your response
. I'm glad to hear you like "Ten New Songs" ~ perhaps a function of your age
! Well, that's if you're David
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It's great to hear you'll be around
! Will you be around in New York, this year, as well? It's the Evente Splendide for the new initiate
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~ Elizabeth



It's great to hear you'll be around


~ Elizabeth
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Ah yes, I've checked out plane fares......so it would be quite the savings. However, you are the lucky winner! YOU get to attend the one right there in your homeland!!! Just hunt down Andrew (Darby) here, the News section, or the Files, for details! It's MOST heartening to hear that you like Ten New Songs ~ particularly, with your age[the Smashing Pumpkins seemed to place you in a younger bracket, however, someone turned me on to them 5 or so years ago, so you never know]. I've considered that, perhaps, age might be the most relevant factor in like/dislike.
~ Elizabeth
~ Elizabeth
If the proverbial 'we' could only convey to 'our' children how the ebb and flow of life changes what may appear to be permanence in their youthful years. It seems teachers, even, often fall into reenforcing the 'popular,' 'confident,' and outgoing children, whilst neglecting ~ right along with the other students ~ the quiet, shy, retiring, introverted, and/or invisibly-studious ones.
I don't know how it is at other schools [much less schools in other countries]; however, what was very striking for me when I attended a couple, high school reunions, was that a noticeable 'reversal' had often occurred. The popular kids had often grown into 'average' adults, living 'ordinary' lives. However, the unpopular ones [see list of above for possibilities as to why] had grown into extraordinary adults, very creative and interesting people, living unique/unusual/admirable/highly-accomplished lives. This 'formula' isn't a given, of course, but I've talked with other people about it, who have also noticed it, enough to find it ironic.
In the U.S., we have 2 years of junior high school and 4 years of high school ~ maximum total of 6 ~ out of how many to come? Unpopularity/'uncoolness' ~ NOT a life sentence! When I hear of teenage suicide, where peer 'pressure' and perception appear to be or are issues, I am particularly aggrieved. "If only...if only......" ~ the teacher who validates a child's, ANY child's, worth is the one whose classroom I would want my child to be in. It may not be the cure-all, but having that respected adult believe in you can be enough to give a child hope and self-esteem, enough to mitigate against the oft-felt nightmare of 'popularity.'
~ Elizabeth
I don't know how it is at other schools [much less schools in other countries]; however, what was very striking for me when I attended a couple, high school reunions, was that a noticeable 'reversal' had often occurred. The popular kids had often grown into 'average' adults, living 'ordinary' lives. However, the unpopular ones [see list of above for possibilities as to why] had grown into extraordinary adults, very creative and interesting people, living unique/unusual/admirable/highly-accomplished lives. This 'formula' isn't a given, of course, but I've talked with other people about it, who have also noticed it, enough to find it ironic.
In the U.S., we have 2 years of junior high school and 4 years of high school ~ maximum total of 6 ~ out of how many to come? Unpopularity/'uncoolness' ~ NOT a life sentence! When I hear of teenage suicide, where peer 'pressure' and perception appear to be or are issues, I am particularly aggrieved. "If only...if only......" ~ the teacher who validates a child's, ANY child's, worth is the one whose classroom I would want my child to be in. It may not be the cure-all, but having that respected adult believe in you can be enough to give a child hope and self-esteem, enough to mitigate against the oft-felt nightmare of 'popularity.'
~ Elizabeth
My heartfelt thanks for keeping a record, Heretic
~ looking for a parttime job? I hear Pete could use some help, so he could start earning some points himself. However, you'll have to be able to get along with Big Chief. I've heard he can be quite persnickety, and you're behind on me already. It should be 3760.
By the way, what are you doing in these parts!?! I heard Partisan had convinced you it wasn't worth the time or effort. Be that as it may, you could probably join us in the I-Spy thread. You seem to have a propensity for such activities, myopic as they may be
. With your diligence, perhaps you could find a way to work me into all those lyrics
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By the way, what are you doing in these parts!?! I heard Partisan had convinced you it wasn't worth the time or effort. Be that as it may, you could probably join us in the I-Spy thread. You seem to have a propensity for such activities, myopic as they may be


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Redlantern2051
This is an excellent contribution to the board.
I enjoyed the poem
Cheers
Ben
This is an excellent contribution to the board.
I enjoyed the poem
Cheers
Ben
Life rewards action, just as well done is better than well said. Yours the Galactic Pixie
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