For a while I was kicking out song lyrics like the Apocalypse was on the horizon. I was completing several songs worth each week, and sometimes four or five in one day. For the last eight months or so, this has not been the case. I have written very little and disliked most of it.
My rising and plummeting hopes of starting a band are proportional to my level of motivation to write, and, with a faint glimpse of hope on the horizon (where once I saw the Apocalypse), I have put pen to paper and given it my best shot. My goal is to write something less quirky, less punny, less focused on off-beat subject matter (which is undeniably engendered by the lyrics of They Might Be Giants), and something more genuine, more polemical, more spiritual.
So I wrote a song about Jesus' immediately younger brother, Jacob, and the advantages and disadvantages of his life. Maybe a step in the right direction? Or maybe an fervent idea expressed by the improper means? Maybe hybrid of two different styles? Really, just a failure to transcend my limitations, a failure for which I will undoubtedly be type-cast next to Weird Al Yanchovic and TMBG. Unfortunately, I cannot play accordion.
However, it is not that bad a song (!), especially considering my current lyrical recession.
"Jacob Christ
Jacob Christ
Jacob Christ"
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