Day 22: 365 “Circle Songs”

Thought I’d shake things up a little tonight and use a poem by Sylvia Plath.  This one’s called “Mad Girl’s Love Song” and is deliciously dramatic…

“I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell’s fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan’s men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you’d return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)”

 

Definitely listen to this one with headphones…

Circle 22

-Anne-Marie Hildebrandt

Day 20: 365 “Circle Songs”

Today’s circle song is definitely a product of some of the things that I’ve heard in the last few days.  On Thursday night I went to hear the wonderful Alison Wedding at the 55 Bar, and a friend of mine introduced me to Reggie Watts on Friday.  This piece is a strange combination of elements from each, and definitely a departure for me.  It gets my head bopping, though, which can’t be all bad…  Plus, enjoy my freshman effort at sort-of-beatboxing!  (Dare I say it?)

Circle 20

-Anne-Marie

Day 17: 365 “Circle Songs”

I went to the vocal improvisation group tonight, the first time I’ve been able to go since the time which started this whole 365 shenanigans.  I needed it; it reminded me why I’m doing this.  It also reminded me how much I need other people, to stretch and inspire and share. So thanks guys.  And here’s a circle song.

Circle 17

-Anne-Marie Hildebrandt