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Song Title: "Alex Dubberly"

Review:
  A harmony of sorts
  - - a loud, raucous middle, with a cool, collected ending
  A bumpy start
    one instrument colliding into another
  Sounds: inexperienced
  Sounds: provocative?

  The melody kicks in, and its sound is nothing short of beautiful
  - - but not everyone will be able to sit through the initial untamed noise
  When the lyrics arrive, have the patience to withstand the lack of talent
  Focus on: content
  Focus on: meaning

  When the chorus erupts from the quiet bassline
  - - listen closely
  Sure the chorus is essentially one line, repeated four times
  But it's a good line
                      it's a damn good line
  The second verse is not as good as the first
                      and that's no lie
  But the melody is soothing nonetheless
  Again: the chorus
  Again: the same line

  Then the bridge,
  - - it was not designed to make the song longer, not to direct your attention from its simple three-chord progression
  It merely: commands attention
  It merely: provokes intrigue

  Then the chorus
              followed by the last verse
  - - naturally the best verse of all
  However unattainable the sound
  However provocative the beginning, the song is nearly complete

  And with one final a Capella chorus, it's almost like the song is patting itself on the back
  Sounds: arrogant
  Sounds: accomplished

  With one final strum, on one final chord, the song fades out
  - - it seems so long whilst listening to the song, but when its all over you quickly realize, it the same length as any other song
  I dare you: try not listen again
  I double dare you: try to forget this song

  Although its impact will be greater to some than to others
  The song IS persistent
  And its existence is nothing short of,
                                        pure

Author:
  Alex Dubberly, sixteen
  - - from the suburbs of Southern New Hampshire, where diversity is non-existent and money indeed, does grow on trees

Author notes

this was a homework assignment of comparing ourselves to an inanimate object... i compared myself to a song
Written June 7th, 2006

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  • RentedHouse
    June 19, 2006
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    We're going to hang out over the summer. it's just going to happen. There's no options or choices. It's a demand.