poems about music – michael jarmer

#642: C is for Case, Neko

I heard Neko Casesing for the first timeon an early album from the Canadiansupergroup, the un-fortunately named New Pornographers. I had no idea at the time shehad her own solothing going as a country singer, a country singer,according to her memoir,whose musical instructionwas mostly punk rock. She evolved quickly into somethingentirely different, so when IContinue reading “#642: C is for Case, Neko”

#591: A is for AC/DC

Bon Scott died about six monthsafter the release of Highway to Hell. I was fifteen years old. I loved him, his weirdness, his humor: I loved it when he pretended to keel over at the end of “ShotDown in Flames,” and I loved his rock-uncharacteristic nod to Mork and Mindy at the end of “NightContinue reading “#591: A is for AC/DC”

#259: Thirteen Views of Listening to A Song

I With my eyes closed, the lyrics become more vivid– like icicles in my fingers. II Bouncing up and down on a pogo stick, the drummer has all of my limbs and I have hers. III I watch that wave come up, a shimmering, a crescendo: some nonsense makes me cry a little. IV A man and a womanContinue reading “#259: Thirteen Views of Listening to A Song”