Cute Chicken Compilation with Music by Sarah Jordan
Everyone loves my pet chicken videos…enjoy this compilation.
About the Music
I’ve never had a formal vocal lesson (except for Chad correcting me and showing me harmonies)…but I feel like have to create it or I will literally die.
“When everything works best, it’s not because you chose writing (or music), it’s because it CHOSE YOU. It’s when you’re mad with it. It’s when it’s stuffed in your ears, nostrils, under your fingernails. It’s when there’s no hope but that.” Charles Bukowski
My take on this: Projectile Poetry by Sarah Jordan
When I play my ukulele,
my fingers ACHE to pluck and caress
the strings.
My ears are RAVENOUS
for succulent melodies and my throat
throbs with the weight of my words
that desperately need to escape
from the confining cages of my physical heart and lungs.
When the press the pencil to the page
my hand cannot keep up with
my brain’s wild words, lyrics or ideas.
When I’m with you,
I’m so incredibly fully with you
OTHERWISE WHY BOTHER!?
My ears drink
your words like nectar.
My eyes are liquid pools
reflecting you, your image, ALL OF YOU
back to you like molten moonlight
and I wouldn’t fudging dare to put
a screen between us (except to suspend time forever at the click of a camera button)
so that you can’t help but
fully feel my presence too.”- Sarah Jordan
Inspiration
Charles Bukowski (although dead) continues to inspire me because he sat on the floor writing on a damn napkin because it was what he LIVED for, and he would have died for it!!
“We work too hard. We try too hard,” Bukowski wrote to Packard.
“Don’t try. Don’t work. It’s there. Looking right at us, aching to kick out of the closed womb.”
What he might have meant by this: “if the thought of living without it (your THING) hurts more than the thought of potentially suffering through the process, if the thought of a life without it or never having tried it at all terrifies you, if it comes to you, through you, out of you, almost as if you’re not trying, then go all the fudging way.'”
That quote comes from Bukowski’s novel Factotum — the story of Bukowski in search of blue-collar work that won’t get in the way of his one true craft (writing).
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