At long last I have now finished James Joyce's Ulysses, with mixed feelings, but I still have lots of marginal notes left at passages that should make good rock song lyrics. This is all prose in the novel - prose with latent lyricism.
"Monkey puzzle"
a monkey puzzle rocket burst
spluttering in darting crackles
zrads and zrads,
zrads, zrads
And Cissy and Tommy
ran out to see
and Edy after
with the pushcar and then
Gerty beyond the curve
of the rocks
Will she? Watch!
Watch! See!
Looked round
she smelt an onion
Darling, I saw your
I saw all.
This really wants to be a brief, frenetic, but melodic piece of psychedelic pop. I'm eagerly awaiting some new guitar ideas from my songwriting partner in Hollywood, Matt Fuller. It will be fun to sing "zrads" over and over again!
More in this series
"What kind of a present to give"
"Fires in the houses of poor people" (Fuller, Joyce, King)
"Christfox in leather trews" (Fuller, Joyce, King)
"All future plunges to the past" (Fuller, Joyce, King)
"She was humming" (Fuller, Joyce, King)
"Silly billies:" (Fuller, Joyce, King)
"Happy Happy" (Fuller, Joyce, King)
"A sugarsticky girl" (Joyce, King, A Better Guitar Player Than Me)
"Everybody eating everyone else" (Joyce, King, You)
"Blood not mine" (Joyce, King, Your Name Here)
"Sell your soul for that" (Joyce, King, Your Name Here)
"Over the motley slush" (Joyce, King, Whoever Helps Me)
"My childhood bends" (Joyce, King)"
"Don't you play the giddy ox with me!" (Joyce, King)
More in this series
"What kind of a present to give"
"Fires in the houses of poor people" (Fuller, Joyce, King)
"Christfox in leather trews" (Fuller, Joyce, King)
"All future plunges to the past" (Fuller, Joyce, King)
"She was humming" (Fuller, Joyce, King)
"Silly billies:" (Fuller, Joyce, King)
"Happy Happy" (Fuller, Joyce, King)
"A sugarsticky girl" (Joyce, King, A Better Guitar Player Than Me)
"Everybody eating everyone else" (Joyce, King, You)
"Blood not mine" (Joyce, King, Your Name Here)
"Sell your soul for that" (Joyce, King, Your Name Here)
"Over the motley slush" (Joyce, King, Whoever Helps Me)
"My childhood bends" (Joyce, King)"
"Don't you play the giddy ox with me!" (Joyce, King)
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