The Shape You Found Me In
My newest obsession, Girlyman.
This voice, the guitar and the lyrics all combine to stir and soften my defenses. The chords blend together in a honeyed accumulation of all that is right with music. This song makes me want to write cryptic poetry and explore every nuance of the libretto that is The Shape You Found Me In.
On first listen this song is sagaciously simple. An uncomplicated love song set to stylish guitar chords and sang by a seraph. However, like a luxurious Scotch the stratum reveal themselves to be subtlety hidden and will emerge over several samplings.
I want to dismantle every lyric. I want to explicate every analogy and decipher every line. But why would I plunder from the enigmatic puzzle? Any interpretation that I could provide would serve no purpose save to insinuate my mundane opinions into a piece of art to which I have no claim. Instead just listen. Then hear. Appreciate.
And the next poem on my blog that you don't want to understand will probably fit this shape.
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