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Nonsense. Writing is a silent process and the printed word silent unless pronounced. Speech is potentially musical.
Maybe composition was the word the author was looking for? ;-)
This is one of those "artistic" metaphors that stretches things too far for me to buy into. Anybody can say stuff like this. Data entry is a full-service gasoline attendant. See?
"Metaphor is dead."
Well you've tossed a penny to the metaphor and the gasoline attendant with your response!
Damn, you were terser than me. 50 thumbs up
Never would have got there without you. Go Team Pithy!
I value not pennies; a copper will never define my depths, nay
Nay, unless, god forbid, one redefines your depths in a dark alley.
@oat_phipps purely jest ;-) I couldn't resist the pun.
Beer is responsible for my participation in this thread
OT: thoughts?
Writing about music is like dancing about architecture. - some dude I forget
Tough room.
"You can lead a horticulture but you can't make her think." - Dorothy Parker.
You know how a tune gets stuck in your head. Is that music?
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way – in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.Say that outloud.
What the fuck is Rap? It's literature over a 4 bar loop.
(Drops the mic). McD Out.