Comments on: love song for kilgore trout

love song for kilgore trout

es_de_bah — Thu, 12 Apr 2007 13:53:58 -0800

Sorry it's a little quick and dirty. I wrote this poem a few weeks back, and it seemed like today was a good day to record it in some fashion. Dedicated to Kurt, who's up in heaven now. About the song: It's just spoken word which i put over a little song i wrote in high school called "so it goes." It get's kinda noisy in parts, especially the outro. Hope you enjoy.

By: es_de_bah

es_de_bah — Thu, 12 Apr 2007 14:00:17 -0800

oh...and first post here. be nice.

By: snsranch

snsranch — Thu, 12 Apr 2007 15:01:16 -0800

That's pretty sweet. And I'm not being nice. Cool first post, way to go!

By: micayetoca

micayetoca — Thu, 12 Apr 2007 15:36:54 -0800

The ambiance (and the tone of the reading) is reaaaaaally nice, and I really like what you do towards the end (I won't say what it is, in order not to spoil it for others).

One little thing. There are little places where I can't understand what you say, would you consider posting the words as a comment here?

Oh, and also: welcome.

By: es_de_bah

es_de_bah — Thu, 12 Apr 2007 19:14:32 -0800

few differences, but:
we didn't have to get used to the cameras they didn't have to convince us we welcomed them into our homes when they promised we'd be on tv we checked the ratings but most folks didn't get many hits then, some young girls figured out how they could boost viewership in the later hours the boys soon followed suit and so did i and so did you and so it went and some people were natural superstars and some people worked at it like dogs but you were something different something rare and good when so much that was good was common and so much more that was good enough and one day, when you were a young girl a visitor came to you in your room he wore strange dress and had strange, dark features but he was so beautiful turns out the government WAS covering them up we'd been fucking with them for years we'd quickly conquered most that we'd met and now entire populations on dozens of worlds were mostly concerned with manual labor and watching tv and this foreigner came from a world where they loved you the best he told you that, though your ratings rarely broke the single digit millions (a mere pittance for a young woman of your age and your...generous immodesty) you were known to every man, woman and child of his people he'd brought you gifts of clothing and lipstick candy and toiletries and replacement parts for toys you'd broken years before (the children wanted you to have them, he explained. we figured you'd outgrown such things. but dear lord, who has the heart to tell that to a child? think of it like your little drummer boy, no?) and the strange little illegal asked that you come with him in his strange vehical (both elegant and primitive. a marriage of efficiency and functional grace!) and visit his little world and his people who loved you above all else and i think there was some kind of hint that they were thinking about making you queen. so you left me though I still maintain that I was your number one fan my girlfriend gets tired of hearing about it at parties

By: nicolin

nicolin — Wed, 06 Jun 2007 01:52:18 -0800

hi,

It's really amazing. Fine alchemy.
Thanks.