Are her lyrics Veeky Forums?

Are her lyrics Veeky Forums?

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not to the quality of pic-related but Emily is really good.

no there music :-)

>Classically trained on piano as a child, Apple began composing her own songs when she was 8 years old. Her debut album, Tidal, written when Apple was 17, was released in 1996 and received a Grammy Award for Best Female Rock Vocal Performance for the single "Criminal".

DELETE THIS RIGHT FUCKING NOW

absolutely NOT GOOD

mid tier Veeky Forums poetry thread quality at best, prove me wrong

Prove yourself right

her voice is.good (moreless) but that song is about being insanely obsessed with a guy to a point that it is destroying you. wouldn't it take more to become Veeky Forums?

is not as if that guy was hegel or something

Emily
Joanna Newsom
Produced By Van Dyke Parks & Joanna Newsom
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EMILY LYRICS
[Verse 1]
The meadowlark and the chim-choo-ree and the sparrow
Set to the sky in a flying spree, for the sport over the pharaoh
A little while later the Pharisees dragged a comb through the meadow
Do you remember what they called up to you and me, in our window?
There is a rusty light on the pines tonight
Sun pouring wine, lord, or marrow
Down into the bones of the birches
And the spires of the churches
Jutting out from the shadows
The yoke, and the axe, and the old smokestacks and the bale and the barrow
And everything sloped like it was dragged from a rope
In the mouth of the south below
We've seen those mountains kneeling, felten and grey
We thought our very hearts would up and melt away
From that snow in the nighttime
Just going
And going
And the stirring of wind chimes
In the morning
In the morning
Helps me find my way back in
From the place where I have been
And, Emily - I saw you last night by the river
I dreamed you were skipping little stones across the surface of the water
Frowning at the angle where they were lost, and slipped under forever
In a mud-cloud, mica-spangled, like the sky'd been breathing on a mirror
Anyhow - I sat by your side, by the water
You taught me the names of the stars overhead that I wrote down in my ledger
Though all I knew of the rote universe were those Pleiades loosed in December
I promised you I'd set them to verse so I'd always remember

VERSE 1 of "Emily"

Never fucking say that name again

>it matters what the song is about

youtube.com/watch?v=ABtDxEQLURU

i didn't try to imply that at all. but for something to be regarded as Veeky Forums content does actually matter.

Sex is Veeky Forums and the craftsmanship is more important than the content. That's what Joyce died for.

And all those lonely nights
Down by the river
You brought me bread and water
(Water, in.);

But though I tried so hard
My little darlin
I couldn’t keep the night from coming in

And all those lonely nights
Down by the river
I was brought my bread and water
By the kith and the kin;

Now in the quiet hour
When I am sleeping
I cannot keep the night from coming in

but the craftsmanship is the content.

then she's Veeky Forums!
youtube.com/watch?v=uJwWnkF-LRY

Will you keep your fancy clothes on, for me?
Can you bear a little longer to wear that leash?

“But for now, just dance, darling
C’mon, will you dance, my darling?
Darling, there’s a place for us;
Can we go, before I turn to dust?
Darling there’s a place for us"

But still
They have got to pay the bills
Hadn’t they?
That is what the monkey would say

Pretty good tbqh

>tfw "a lone a last a loved a last" in "Time as a Symptom"

Pretty Veeky Forums. She rhymes Ozymandian with Sapokanikan in this song
youtube.com/watch?v=ky9Ro9pP2gc

>mfw I blasted this with my semi-open headphones
>people were looking at me
>this shit is wierd man why am I listening to it
>her vocalization is too much

I would literally like to see you even approach the lyrics of something like an Only Skin or a Crab Clam Cockle Cowrie

>Crab Clam Cockle Cowrie
>joanna newsom will never feel that way about you
>no girl will ever feel that way about you

...

i don't know, but this song and video makes me cry every time i watch it
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>user... you've changed so oh oh oh

The part that follows strikes some strange chord in me.

>the meteorite is the source of the light
>and the meteor is just what we see
>and the meteoroid is a stone that's devoid
>of the fire that propelled it to thee

Joanna is pretty lit

I first found out about her in 4th grade and at the time I thought her vocals were pretty bad. Now I realize how much of an incredible musician she is.

hot, non-/mu/ opinions coming through:

the only freaky female folk musician that comes close to being Veeky Forums is Josephine Foster.

youtube.com/watch?v=ZKAw1NiSGCU

outside of her, there's the inimitable will oldham who holds a good claim to most literary minstrel.

youtube.com/watch?v=2GfrcMO3KKg

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and of course, david berman is a far better songwriter than his friend stephen malkmus:

youtube.com/watch?v=S8-sj-GdadU

A dialogue between paradoxes
Feuding perceptions in the everlasting
scales-tipping war »

Subconscious foreword:

Goblins, Imps and Farfadets of this cerebral reality...
Mischievous children of the elusive spiritual magic
Atomic parcels of a slippery slippery immensity
Dance! Gambol! Exult!!
Go astray of linear paths!!
Free yourselves from the coherent slavery suggested by the Unclean!!!!

Sporadic Fireballs!! Experiment Chaos intensity!!

Perpendicular euphoria
Burst! Feverish coloured bubbles!!!
Blotch this predictable boring mindscape.

Reason:

You Lunatic! Be Damned!! Irresponsible traitor to the Order!
Why...why this spontaneous incitation to mutiny...?!
Herald of confused notions...

I AM discernment! Monochrome protector of the
cellular enclosure and its Shepherd.....
These imps must be controlled, supervised, realistic...

Subconscious:

Obliterate the Lock!!! Open wide the Arena's gates and let the Goblins play!!!!

"Feasting! Rejoicing! The tyrant is sleeping... May the will-o'-the-wisps sip His foolery as it is time for Tea! Feasting! Rejoicing! The willows are dripping... As robotic genes sing lullabies, pretty, pretty ZOMBIE!! Catch a falling moon! They will paint my skin!? Voodoo!!"

Besieged by you, Reason and Conformity.
Thieves of the imaginary realm,
Immolators of Childish souls ... Binary taste....
Strolling slowly within this infinite playground...

Reason:

Eccentrics .....you cannot appreciate the pertinence of a slumber devoid of rodents ....
Your purple blood wade within the sensorial estimation of a slimy walled fortress!!

My wisdom submerges the disillusioned reptilian
--- Never look up or drown ---
Unwavering -- Steady -- Straight -- Unwavering -- Steady -- Straight.

Subconscious:

Grimace and run, to the opposite side of the herbivore gates who devour the greenish mixture!! I see your bones and they are aligned such as paladin ants crossing a wall of stimulating magma. Tame the Cerberus, aim with serenity and get out of its cavern the swiveling tower of Intra-cosmos!!

Stupefaction! The fictive inexistent is materializing...internal visual information astounded by the absence of total nothingness. Behold Emptiness and meditate...
.....is it not magnificent, to transcend/surpass the focus of an elitist vision....not so hard to fix oxygen when you're living with us...

Living Ideas / Goblins

"Hey!!! Vile hunchback you're trampling my mushrooms!!
The me of your anyway oh! silence must prevail
Economically speaking we can't afford to let them live decently
What a grotesque nose!
Let the sun shine! Teeth are painting your inside...

Bah! May rust nibble your winged boots!
Everybody! Caress your hands and let's be happy friends with big joy!
Does my can contrast with the architecture?
Talk, talk to me broomstick!
He...He...Are you frightened of Free Brains?
May I borrow your head for the evening?"

iirc that is purposefully wrong, the song is called emily and refers to her astrophysicist sister.

>Half rhyme
Disgusting.

You try rhyming Ozymandian with something.

Someone, redpill me on half-rhymmes. Are they good, bad? How do I identify them?

>last week our picture window
>produced a half word
>heavy and hollow, hit by a brown bird
>we stood and watched her
>gaoe like a rattlesnake
>and pant and labor over every intake
>I said a sort of prayer for some rare grace
>then thought I ought to
>take her to a higher place.
>said "dog nor vulture nor cat shall toy with you
>and though you die, bird,
>you will have a fine view."
>then in my hot hand
>she slumped her sick weight
>We tramped through the poison oak
>heartbroke and inchoate.
>the dogs were snapping So
>you cuffed their collars
>while I climbed the greenhouse
>then how I hollered!
>she'd lain as still as stone
>in my palm for a lifetime or two.
>then saw the treetops,
>cocked her head and up and flew

Gape* treehouse*

A perfect rhyme has to match a stressed vowel sound and everything after it, but have the stuff before said stressed vowel be different.
Half/slant/near/imperfect rhymes just have endings that sound kinda the same.

I was just being facetious when I criticised her for using one, honestly. They're not bad, as such, but they can seem lazy or dissonant, especially if the rest of the rhymes are perfect.

She's great.