a part of me truly believes that poetry as a form is dying everywhere but in song and as such i have written my own, part performance poetry part song, and nearly even party rap but not quite
it was written with a couple of friends a year ago but i tweaked it and cut out there bits because i am in sheffield and they are scatted to the four winds and i also don't want them showing me up
excuse the volume my flatmate was sleeping so i tried to keep it down its only very short and is "sung" to the tune of common's tune "Faithful"
i've called it Priceless
and its awful
actually i've changed my mind it is too embarrassing
but what i have done is upload a video of me singing 'Still Hurting' from The Last 5 Years to youtube because i am narssistic a prize to the first viewer who identifies all the acting clichés i use throughout this video i'll start you off in the beginning i do some disgraceful "look around, did you hear that?, it was nothing" acting why is it that the things you most hate to see are the things you end up doing on stage?
for example i REALLY hate when actors do that weird sort of breathing thing its like a huff of frustration but bad actors, and even some really good actors do it alot when they are thinking of there next line or when they what to show irritation, anger, frustration, sadness , love.... ect but they can't be bothered to actually act it it drives me mad and now it will you too as i have now pointed it out, so you will now beginning to notice it, ditto on wondering aimlessly around you don't do it anywhere else, don't do it on stage! and on that happy note....
here are the lyrics to the song that i was going to do but chickened out off you can have a go at doing one yourself if you like just youtube faithful, common instrumental in fact I'll link you, isnt the internet wonderful?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NncO6TQiaJo
Priceless
He was my fling gone awry, flung me, flipped me, tripped me till i fell for that guy
chewed me up and spat me out, till i couldn't even cry
every time he passed me i would pretend, there was something in my eye
Priceless, just a pricless fool and disposable tool
i done broke my own rule
and i know is serves me right but it was,
it was too damn cruel
i was strong enough to cope when you said you'd leave
but weak enough to hope that you'd stay with me
i pulled myself together learned to hide my emotions
whipped out the gaffer tape to fix what was broken
i asked you to love me and you agreed, but you
left me sitting wondering what was so unlovable about me
ha that's priceless, this priceless fool
a willing tool, i serve and you rule
i know it serves me right but you was,
it was too damn cruel
i wished you luck as you said goodbye
held my shit together and i tried not to cry
i was so sure that you loved me without bars
that with us there was no difference 'tween Venus and Mars
do you remember that night when we sat in the dark?
and you let me make music to the beat of your heart?
you know when you held me i felt i was just right
that i could fit in to that slot in your life-
but the worst thing of all was that my love was baseless
that you was blameless, but i became less, you was feckless,
i was reckless, it was best that you left, while i delt with this mess
and although this is worthless, it was totally priceless....
