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Lyrics and music by me: Dr Dave Fekete
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Writer, Musician, Poet, Academic
16 Jun 2017 Leave a comment
in Blog Tags: authentic, jazz ballade, lyrics, music, originals
Hey! Check out my new songs on iTunes:
“We Came Together”
“Space Blues”
Lyrics and music by me: Dr Dave Fekete
Jazzy, bluesy ballades. Authentic sound–all recorded on Logic Pro X, but with a nearly studio sound. Only .99 each. Enjoy!
15 Jun 2017 1 Comment
in Blog Tags: Academy Award, appreciation, art, criticism, existentialism, Kierkegaard, Manchester, nihilism
Of course the things that I like are better than the things that other people like. I can bring intelligence and learning to support my likes and show why they are better than what other people like. That is the way of the critic. But for all the presumption of criticism, the reasons critics adduce for the arts they approve of are dressed up opinion.
Lately nihilism is en vogue. “Moonlight” and “Manchester by the Sea” are examples. This is because intelligent people today fancy themselves quasi existentialists and emulate Kierkegaard but without God. Everything is meaningless and human effort is doomed to failure. So they will come up with sophisticated reasons why art that favours this world view (their world view) is good. I’ve been to Manchester, Mass. I went there because Singing Beach is there and it is a beautiful beach and a solace from the frenetic pace of Boston. Manchester is a place of peace, not a symbol for quasi existentialism. My Manchester by the Sea and everything it means to me is as sophisticated as the Academy Award winning movie and everything it stands for.
We all have our likes and dislikes. In school, they taught me “appreciation” for things I didn’t understand. And to a large extent, they succeeded. I now can appreciate things I didn’t like that much, before. This has made my world expand and I am richer for it. And the habit I acquired of appreciation continues. There are certain arts I don’t like and I don’t bother with trying to appreciate. And I think that this is a character defect in me. But I can appreciate the fact that others appreciate those arts. When I was younger, I would try to convince others that the arts they like, but I don’t, are inferior arts. Now I affirm the likes of others. That I may not like those arts is to my detriment. But to assault the likes of others is mean spirited.
This isn’t relativism. I remain true to my personal likes and dislikes. Affirming that others have personal likes isn’t me liking those arts. I still have reasons why I like the things I like, and reasons for the things I don’t like. I will express my reasons, if asked. But it all really comes down to, “I like this or that,–you like this or that.” Live and let live. I think that’s what an honest, and humble (remember that word?) critic would admit.
03 Jun 2017 Leave a comment
in Blog Tags: home, memory, mental construct, poetry
The band cost me a tear
They were from home
Brought up a memory of home
I have no home
Only a memory
A memory of friends
Former friends
Home is a memory
A mental construct
I went back
Encountered a memory
But was only a visitor
An emotional tourist
The faces I used to know
Who knew me
Knew me no more
My memory encountered strangers
Startling, sad strangers
Home is a memory
A mental construct
And yet
I wasn’t happy at home
Day after day stretched out my misery
Stagnation and stupefaction and boredom
And friends,–the faces
Faces I encountered again and again and again
And that counts for something
That counts
This all I forget
When I miss my home
Home is a filtered memory
A mental construct