Part I
The song Jacques Lamure by of Montreal is one that particularly stood out to me in exploring what particular atmosphere the song brings about through both lyrics and sound because I think it presents a sort of discrepancy in the two. The lyrics present Jacques Lamure in multiple scenarios in which he is a volunteer fireman one in which he is a foreman at a clock factory, he presents their surface goals, aspirations, desires. He alludes to their infatuation with surface value and monotony as their goals are targeted at rather trivial things. It is evident that he views this in a negative light. He is presenting in the song a sort of archetype for male impotency. What is interesting to me is the upbeat sound which is paired with the lyrics, they are sort of mocking the ideas presented within the song. They are blissful and almost sickeningly optimistic, they act as a sort of commentary on the content within the lyrics.
Part II
Battling cancer provided me with a rather distinct collection of experiences and thus steered my communication in a distinct direction as well. I used to call it apathy, but I prefer now to view it as something different. There is a negative connotation paired with apathy so I prefer to see it in a more positive manner. I seem to have the ability to see things in a light not entirely clouded by he value systems relied on daily. I tend to get past what is most commonly dwelled on or contemplated to something raw. Something that often makes all else feel trivial. I feel that we are all capable of doing this and I am sure I did this before my disease as well, but I find it to be a more natural inclination for me afterwards. I called this apathy at first because I found myself caring less for what I used to care about whether it used to elicit negative or positive feelings, but in a sense this was almost the opposite of apathy, because what I did experience was powerful, an immense force which drives me. Because I find myself less mindful of the constructs which once guided me, I sometimes find the direction of this “immense force” within me difficult to discern. I know though that it takes the form of passion. I was often told that My words were “ wise beyond their years.” I have spoken at a number of charity events and family events and in this sense I often act as the representative voice of my particular community. I offer new perspectives and outlook that continues to help myself and others keep focus on the true derivatives of passion and meaning.
In my education and career direction, this ability takes its form in my writing. At first this insight was overwhelming to me, too raw to incorporate into my writing. So for a time I stopped writing, but now it works its way into my writing allowing my passion to seep into my every word. Because as I said early, the direction of the passion is rather ambiguous, this form is often evident in my writing, it is often sporadic and emotion packed. I view it as an art form, expressing without the conversion that oral communication takes, emotion and insight in its purest forms. Its structure, its wording all tools in the message I convey.
In the entertainment sector, I often see this uninterrupted means conveying emotion or experience. I’ve always had an immense love for music. A beautiful song can make me cry more than anything else. I have found my emotions dulled in many areas, but music is certainly not one of them. This to me is the closest equivalent to raw passion.
