Got a song I am working on, don’t know the chords or melody yet, not sure about the title, or where the hook is, or if it’s got one, or any of that stuff, in fact maybe it’s one of those talk-singing songs, where there’s like a story being told, then there’s a chorus, doesn’t have to be 20 minutes long, no 5-part harmonies, no audience sing-alongs with feelin, nothing like that, just a quick little anecdote about this one fella sitting there minding his own business, when this other fella walks up rubbing the side of his head. Now being a congenial sort, first fella asks him, “what are you rubbing your head for?” and the other fella replies “nother fella hit me in the head with his shovel” and the first fella asks him, “well what did he do a thing like that for?” and the other fella said “he didn’t like what I said to him” and so the first fella, being a curious sort, he asks the other fella “well what did you say to him?” and the other fella said “told him he was digging his own grave.”
[dun-dun-dun dunnnn, dun, dun-dun, doonty-dun dun dun…]
and there ain’t no moral or anything to the song, except that maybe what looks like a good thing to one person might not look the same way to somebody else, and maybe every great once in a while you might find yourself looking at something that you think is good and fine, and maybe somebody else comes along and tells you they don’t like it.
And maybe they’ve got a pretty dang good reason to not like it.
Maybe people have been not liking that thing for a while now. For decades now.
And every time they said why they felt that way about it, you just tuned em out.
And maybe you didn’t even realize you were tuning em out
But tuned out they got, and mad was something else they got
And you-uuuu, didn’t ha-aaaa-ve, to hit me with your god-danged shovel
When I peeked down into the hole you were diggin
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