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LEAN ON ME

Tuesday, May 23, 2023

“We talk of poetry in such an abstract way because most of us are bad poets.”
—Nietzsche

I loved this note from Ethan Hein about the final day of his songwriting course,
which ended with “a spontaneous singalong” of “Lean on Me” by Bill Withers.

“I consider it to be the best American song recorded in the past hundred or so
years,” Hein writes. “I made the case that it would make a better national
anthem than our current terrible one.”

Here is a video of Withers singing it on the BBC in 1974:



Bill Withers talked to SongFacts.com about writing the tune:

> This was my second album, so I could afford to buy myself a little Wurlitzer
> electric piano. So I bought a little piano and I was sitting there just
> running my fingers up and down the piano. That’s often the first song that
> children learn to play because they don’t have to change fingers – you just
> put your fingers in one position and go up and down the keyboard. In the
> course of doing the music, that phrase crossed my mind, so then you go back
> and say, “OK, I like the way this phrase, Lean On Me, sounds with this song.”
> So you go back and say, “How do I arrive at this as a conclusion to a
> statement? What would I say that would cause me to say Lean On Me?”

Withers maintained that the song came from where he came from: West Virginia, “a
place where people were a little more attentive to each other, less afraid” than
the people he noticed in big cities. Withers called it “a rural song that
translates,” and he told a story about having a blow-out on an Alabama back road
and somebody helping him.



I spent some time yesterday listening to “Lean on Me” and transcribing the
lyrics on my typewriter.

When Withers died, I shared a few lines from the song and noted how incredible
it was that he spun songs out of such simple, everyday language.

In the same SongFacts interview from above, Withers said that he was “a snob”
about lyrics.

> It’s very difficult to make things simple and understandable… To me, the
> biggest challenge in the world is to take anything that’s complicated and make
> it simple so it can be understood by the masses…. When I say I’m a snob
> lyrically, I mean I’m a snob in the sense that I’m a stickler for saying
> something the simplest possible way with some elements of poetry. Because
> simple is memorable. If something’s too complicated, you’re not going to walk
> around humming it to yourself because it’s too hard to remember.

He said his music was enduring because it was “re-accessible,” people could
recall it. He said, “I don’t walk around with a piece of paper in my hand all
the time, so if I don’t remember it, it means it wasn’t very memorable so it’s
probably in the wind somewhere.”

But he also said that you have to be careful, because the process can’t be
totally explained:

> There’s an X-factor that we all function under. And that has nothing to do
> with you, it’s an accident of birth. That’s the gift that you have. That’s why
> it’s called a gift, it means you can’t go out and buy it, you can’t go out and
> get it from anybody, it has to be given to you. I’m doing the best I can
> trying to explain this stuff, but I don’t have any explanation as to what
> separates me from anybody else, except certain things were given to me. The
> real and most profound answer to anything you’ve asked me – why did you say
> this or why did you that – is because it crossed my mind. Why did it cross my
> mind versus crossing your mind or anybody else’s mind?

He then joked about the irony that when he first wrote the song, nobody would
shut up long enough to listen to it, and now everybody wants to know about it!

The whole interview is worth reading.



Related reading: “Heading out for Wonderful”

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WORDS PINNED TO THE WALL

Monday, May 22, 2023


Here are some recent additions to my inspiration corner beside my desk.

Here’s a bit from Raymond Carver’s essay, “On Writing”:

> Isak Dinesen said that she wrote a little every day, without hope and without
> despair. Someday I’ll put that on a three-by-five card and tape it to the wall
> beside my desk. I have some three-by-five cards on the wall now. “Fundamental
> accuracy of statement is the one sole morality of writing.” Ezra Pound. It is
> not everything by any means, but if a writer has “fundamental accuracy of
> statement” going for him, he’s at least on the right track.
> 
> I have a three-by-five up there with this fragment of a sentence from a story
> by Chekhov: “. . . and suddenly everything became clear to him.” I find these
> words filled with wonder and possibility. I love their simple clarity, and the
> hint of revelation that’s implied. There is mystery, too. What has been
> unclear before? Why is it just now becoming clear? What’s happened? Most of
> all–what now? There are consequences as a result of such sudden awakenings. I
> feel a sharp sense of relief–and anticipation.
> 
> I overheard the writer Geoffrey Wolff say “No cheap tricks” to a group of
> writing students. That should go on a three-by-five card. I’d amend it a
> little to “No tricks.” Period.

In Tuesday’s newsletter, we’re sharing words we’ve pinned on the wall.



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SMALL REQUIREMENTS

Friday, May 19, 2023

In today’s list of 10 newsletter:

 * Joan Baez on drawing
 * Another gardening metaphor for creative work: “Sleep, creep, leap”
 * Television, time, and constraint

…and more. Read it for free here.

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JOAN BAEZ ON DRAWING

Thursday, May 18, 2023

Some advice on the art of imperfection, courtesy of Joan Baez:

> If I really don’t like what’s happening, I drop the drawing in the swimming
> pool. If I’ve gotten too precise about it, the imperfection brings it to life.
> One of my friends said, “Tell me just one thing that will last. Make as many
> mistakes as you can.” When you’re trying to make it perfect, trying to make it
> exactly what you want it to be, then it’s time to drop it into the pool.

That comes from Amanda Petrusich’s recent interview with the
singer-songwriter about her new book, Am I Pretty When I Fly? An Album of Upside
Down Drawings.

In the introduction to the book Baez writes about her life of drawing, how she
“hated school” and “drew my way through the torture.”

In her seventies, Baez started painting more and making collages. Decades ago,
she says, she arrived “by chance” at making drawings upside down.

> Somewhere in my teenage years, probably out of boredom, I taught myself how to
> write backwards, starting with EINAOJ ZEAB, my new name. I worked my way
> through the Greek alphabet: AHPLA ATEB, AMMAG, ATLED, and so on. I still write
> backwards as a form of therapy when I need to get to the root of a blockage or
> calm the buzzing heat of a panic attack. It’s as though the appropriate wires
> cross my brain when I write backwards, which allows information otherwise
> unavailable to surface.
> 
> Later, I began drawing with my left hand instead of my right. Like writing
> backwards, using my nondominant hand opened a different compartment in my
> brain. I discovered the results were less restrained and more fluid, and
> therefore more interesting to me.

She then writes about discovering the “tightrope-walk thrill” of blind contour
drawing.

From Am I Pretty When I Fly? by Joan Baez. Copyright 2023 by Joan Baez and used
with permission of Godine

Here’s how she describes her upside-down process:

> I start moving my pen or pencil around upside down on the paper — napkin,
> tablecloth, scrap — as thought the drawing is being made for someone sitting
> opposite me at the table. Sometimes I have an idea of what I want to draw, but
> often I just let the pen or pencil start swooping around the page. Once I
> start to see what’s developing, I begin embellishing, often adding randomly
> the human form, a floating fish, a flower.
> 
> Eventually, I turn the drawing right-side up and see if it needs anything to
> make it feel complete, in which case I reverse it again and add bits and
> pieces.
> 
> Back right-side up again and the real magic happens: I listen for what the
> drawing says to me. When a phrase (usually a pun) comes to my mind and
> resonates, I turn the paper one more time and write the phrase upside down.

Reading all this, I began thinking about Leonardo’s Brain, how he was
left-handed, but also ambidextrous, and practiced mirror writing — and how for
right-handed people, the left hemisphere controls the right hand, but the right
hemisphere controls the left hand.

Baez says she knows there is a neurological explanation for her method, but she
says she’s not interested in that. “We don’t need an explanation for every damn
thing,” she writes. “There’s a lot to be said for letting go and doing something
simply because it feels right… Why tamper with magic?”

Related reading: “Turn it upside down”

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SLEEP, CREEP, LEAP

Thursday, May 18, 2023

Now is one of my favorite times of year, the time of new growth.

I mentioned in a recent newsletter how the prickly pear let you see exponential
growth in slow motion, and a reader alerted me to the gardening rule of thumb
for perennial plants, “Sleep, Creep, Leap.”

In the first year, a perennial will focus on its foundation, anchoring its
roots, so it can survive dormancy in the winter.

The second year, the plant comes out of dormancy and starts to grow, both up and
down — “you can expect to see blooms, though the plant hasn’t quite reached its
full size or full flowering potential.”

In the third year, the plant takes off and comes into full form.



Another gardening metaphor we can use for creative work!

So many of my projects tend to follow this sleep, creep, leap structure.

At first, there’s some idea taking root, but you don’t know anything about it,
it’s growing underground, without your knowledge.

Then, you find an idea creeping, blossoming and growing, so you nurture it.

Finally, the idea bursts forth into full life.



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TELEVISION, TIME, AND CONSTRAINT

Thursday, May 18, 2023

I lot of my work is about the freedom of artistic constraint, so it’s fun to
think about constraint in mediums I’m not as familiar with.

In his new book, Avidly Reads Screen Time, Philip Maciak writes about television
as a medium of constraint, particularly in regards to time:

> Its various genres are often defined by their temporal boundaries: the
> half-hour sitcom, the hour-long drama, the limited miniseries, the live
> broadcast. They’re defined by the hour they’re designed to air: daytime, prime
> time, late night. More dramatically than even the theater or the Victorian
> serial, and just as much as radio drama, the most instantly recognizable modes
> of TV, even today, were shaped in their infancy by the simple question of how
> much time is available to show them, when, and over how long a period…. And
> that’s only thinking about questions of length and duration. These forms also
> evolved historically in relation to time slots, commercial breaks, or even
> seasons of the year.

“The history of television,” he writes, “is a history of how those constraints
became generative, rather than limiting.”



Maciak points out that Twin Peaks, for example, was a genuinely weird show that
“improvised, unnervingly, self-consciously, with the genre conventions of the
daytime soap and the cop show.” But it was also conventionally structured to air
on network, “a prime time soap. Its shape was recognizable despite the
uncanniness of its contents. And while that shape itself got stranger over the
course of the series, its innovations were smuggled in initially through a form
that was ultimately familiar to viewers.”



We’re now in the era of streaming, in which any time constraints on television
are like “vestigial tails,” remnants of their ancestral forms.

> Sitcoms on streamers often run around a half hour, and they often look like
> sitcoms from decades earlier. Same with prime time serials. But they don’t
> have to. Freed from time slots and commercial breaks, they don’t need to
> adhere to specific runtimes. They don’t air at specific times. Any adherence
> they have to the old forms is merely a matter of tradition…. These are the new
> constraints. There are no constraints.

Watching TV right now, you can start to see the varied results of “there are no
constraints.”

I have been mildly dissatisfied with the final seasons of many shows recently,
and I realized that all of them are screwing around with time in different ways.
(Tiny spoilers ahead.)

The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel is using flash-forwards to show us what happens to the
characters several decades after the show’s main action.

Barry took a big leap in the middle of season 4 — episode 5 starts off 8 years
after the end of episode 4.

Succession in season 4 is paced (as far as I can tell) one day per episode.



I wondered how the last season of Ted Lasso —  by far the most disappointing
show in the batch — fits into the picture here, if it does at all.

In “‘Ted Lasso’ Has Lost Its Way,” critic David Sims says the show is “is a pure
example of the excesses that can flourish on streaming television. The show has
no time slot to worry about, and none of the formal or thematic constraints of
network television.”

> The question any workplace sitcom faces is how much to stray from the status
> quo; audiences need some sense that things can change, but not so much that
> the show’s formula is threatened…. Ted Lasso might have debuted as a sitcom,
> but it now obeys the freewheeling standards of premium dramas, pushing its
> episode lengths to make grand social statements about depression, workplace
> dynamics, and the changing standards of 21st-century masculinity.

(I personally thought the hour-long “Sunflowers” episode was the most decent
thing they’ve done this season, so I’m not so sure the problem is ballooning
runtimes.)



Sims’ take on Ted Lasso made me think about this bit from an interview with
Abbott Elementary creator and showrunner Quinta Brunson:

> Are you already thinking about ways to avoid your show getting stuck in ruts?
> I am, but the difference is, with the 22-minute sitcom, the basics are
> “situation” and “comedy.” It’s in the name. We don’t have to do much. I was
> tuning into “The Fresh Prince” to see Will do something that Uncle Phil yells
> at him for and to see Jazz get thrown out of the house. Whereas with most of
> the streaming comedies, you’re expecting a certain amount of development from
> these characters. If you don’t get it, you feel a little let down, because
> you’re expecting this high art. I simply want to make people laugh. That’s all
> I’m here for. Which is the beauty of the 22-minute sitcom: It can only do so
> much.

There’s a clarity there that I really admire. Brunson knows she’s working within
a form, and the game is to do as much as you can within it. In her words, the
“beauty” of the form is that “it can only do so much.”



Which brings me to my favorite show: HBO’s Somebody Somewhere. A half-hour
comedy that is weird, and tender, and bawdy, and shows you things you’re not
used to seeing on the screen. It gets away with a lot, and part of that has to
do with the fact that it doesn’t take up a lot of time.

As Mark Duplass recently tweeted, “Every now and then the companies say ‘fuck
it’ to their mandates and let us make one like this.”

Enjoy it while it lasts…

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VIRTUE IS IN BETWEEN VICES

Tuesday, May 16, 2023

Today’s newsletter is a zine about Aristotle’s “Doctrine of the Mean”:

> When I was hanging out with Ryan Holiday last Monday, I asked him about the
> Stoic virtues he’s currently writing about. I admitted that in the abstract, I
> didn’t find virtues all that helpful to me in my work! It often feels like
> vices — like envy or anger — are more motivating and bring about better ideas.
> (My books, even though they’re fairly positive, are often written out of a
> negative approach that’s fueled by my disgust with the world.)



> Ryan brought up Aristotle’s “Doctrine of the Mean,” the idea that virtue is
> located in the middle of two vices. Each virtue is “a golden mean” between
> deficiency and excess. A path between two extremes. (Confucius and others
> wrote about this, too.)



You can read the rest of the newsletter and download the zine here.





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ANYBODY WHO SURVIVED CHILDHOOD

Thursday, May 11, 2023

This picket sign reminded me of one of my favorite cartoons by Alex Gregory and
Flannery O’Connor in Mystery and Manners:

> The fact is that anybody who has survived his childhood has enough information
> about life to last him the rest of his days. If you can’t make something out
> of a little experience, you probably won’t be able to make it out of a lot.

Some vegetarians say they won’t eat anything with a face — maybe I’ll say I
won’t read anything that didn’t have a childhood.

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RETINA SCANS AND COSMIC EGGS

Thursday, May 11, 2023

Retina scan vs. chicken embryo / Retina scan vs. the planet Venus

I was at the eye doctor last week and I found myself captivated, as I often am,
by my retina scan. (I forgot to ask if I could get a copy)

These images reminded me of Stephen Ellcock’s The Cosmic Dance, and what he
wrote of “the cosmic egg”:

> THE COSMIC EGG, or world egg, features in the creation stories of many
> Indo-European cultures. The idea first appeared in Sanskrit scriptures, where
> it is known as Brahmanda, a conflation of “creator god” and “egg.” In this
> very, the universe hatches from the egg, breaking into two to form the heavens
> and the Earth. In Chinese mythology, the universe and the deity Panga both
> form within a cosmic egg, which Pangu breaks open, separating yin from yang
> and creating the heavens and the Earth. In the ancient Greek Orphic tradition,
> the hermaphroditic deity Phones hatches out of the egg and immediately creates
> other gods.



Above: a collection of cosmic eggs, most collected in The Cosmic Dance. 

Top row: Hildegard von Bingen, 1165; woodcut illustration from 1657; Hilma af
Klint, early 1900s

Bottom row: Shaligram painted by Badrinath Pandit, c 1960; Cosmic Eggs, painted
in Northern India, 20th century

“The world keeps showing me these pictures.”

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THE OWLETS HAVE FLEDGED!

Thursday, May 11, 2023

Here’s the last photo I got of the owlets the day before they fledged. (To
“fledge” is to leave the nest after you get your feathers.)





As you can see, neither of them made the most graceful exit, but both left in
tact and made it up into the trees behind our house. (I haven’t been able to
spot them yet, but they’re around here somewhere.)



I will miss them, but so far I have avoided Tony Soprano levels of sad. Just
feeling very grateful for the time we’ve had with them — we’ve been watching
their parents since Thanksgiving of 2022. (And maybe earlier — it’s hard to know
if the owls we first saw in 2020/2021 and in 2021/2022 were the same owls.)

And screech owls tend to stick close to home, so who knows: maybe we’ll see them
in the box next year!

Filed under: Coconut the Owl

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