Nightclub by Billy Collins

You are so beautiful and I am a fool

to be in love with you

is a theme that keeps coming up

in songs and poems.

There seems to be no room for variation.

I have never heard anyone sing

I am so beautiful

and you are a fool to be in love with me,

even though this notion has surely

crossed the minds of women and men alike.

You are so beautiful, too bad you are a fool

is another one you don’t hear.

Or, you are a fool to consider me beautiful.

That one you will never hear, guaranteed.

 

For no particular reason this afternoon

I am listening to Johnny Hartman

whose dark voice can curl around

the concepts on love, beauty, and foolishness

like no one else’s can.

It feels like smoke curling up from a cigarette

someone left burning on a baby grand piano

around three o’clock in the morning;

smoke that billows up into the bright lights

while out there in the darkness

some of the beautiful fools have gathered

around little tables to listen,

some with their eyes closed,

others leaning forward into the music

as if it were holding them up,

or twirling the loose ice in a glass,

slipping by degrees into a rhythmic dream.

 

Yes, there is all this foolish beauty,

borne beyond midnight,

that has no desire to go home,

especially now when everyone in the room

is watching the large man with the tenor sax

that hangs from his neck like a golden fish.

He moves forward to the edge of the stage

and hands the instrument down to me

and nods that I should play.

So I put the mouthpiece to my lips

and blow into it with all my living breath.

We are all so foolish,

my long bebop solo begins by saying,

so damn foolish

we have become beautiful without even knowing it.

paulbaribeau:

Recording session.

 #1 reason paul baribeau is my favorite recording artist.

paulbaribeau:

Recording session.

 #1 reason paul baribeau is my favorite recording artist.

Oh yes.

If I Only Had a Brain/A mission statement

My first audition for a musical was Monday November 22, 2010. Once Upon a Mattress is a kid friendly show chock full of innuendo. There will be 30 people cast in all with around 9 leading roles. Out of the 32 people who came to audition only eight were male. My audition pieces were, Daisy’s monologue from Baby With the Bathwater by Christopher Durang and If I only had a brain from The Wizard of Oz. Before that day I had not sang for an audition. It was terrifying.

What is acting for me? It is people watching advanced; a conversation with a stranger is research and going to the movies is an invaluable experience. My journey with theater has been short, yet the amount that it has enriched me is incalculable.

Where am I going? Where will I end up? I don’t know, but I’ve never been more comfortable with that than at this very moment. On the day to day I come to terms with what I do and do not know and make the decision to keep moving forward. I will do whatever is necessary to achieve my dreams and make something of myself. This is a mission statement.

Thinking way too hard.

I’ve been thinking way too hard. Rationalizing myself into a way of thinking that I’m not absolutely certain of and adopting values that are as positive as they are lofty. Some part of me thinks there isn’t one absolute way of thinking, but I know that you can only accomplish something if you hold firmly to one and work on it. I think it is important to be respectful to another way of thinking and be open to suggestions. I’m honing my perspective.

I know I can do well in thinking this way. That I can be happy, but there is something inside of me fighting this and I’m not sure what to name it. Is it for evil or good? Is it doubt or silent acknowledgment of my truth eating away at me. There are so many advantages to holding to an accepted set of truths that I know many people need. I’ll be honest when I say I need it. I’ve learned more this year than I have my whole life and I know I’m a better person for it.

This is not the tenor of crisis. I’m thinking out loud because I have an important decision to make in the near future that can effect the next few years of my life. It’s all about risk and security. Any decision I make will be a positive one I am certain of it.

Thank God I wrote this out. I just figured out why this has been so hard. My mind is excellent at complicating simple decisions. Stay tuned.

COLLEGE

Oh, how thou dost fill the hours so willingly.

I fear that thou wilt ne’er be done with me.

If I could slow down time, I’m not sure I would

But I could handle life more easily.

Oh gosh gosh.

I have been so BUSY! Never been this busy in my life and I am equally content. (I wish I didn’t have allergies though. Aye, there’s the rub.)

What have you been up to you ask. Gosh, memorizing lines. So many lines! I’m in 3 scenes of The Cripple of Inishmaan, a full length play written by Martin McDonagh. I have memorized the lines and now I’m working on the choreography to a 3 minute long scene out of Hamlet with a Mrs. Jamie Thornton. Lastly, but not leastly, I’m doing a scene out of Angels in America.

I am devoted wholly to this idea of working in theater. I don’t care what job, but I’m going for broke. I’ll say it, Joshua Arbaugh would love nothing more than to be an actor! I take myself very seriously and will take acting in a similar fashion.

See you on Broadway, baby.

I’m not sick anymore!

This sucks significantly less!

I’m sick.

It sucks.

March CD Celebration (The silly continues.)

Probably the least really structured song. Dear, diary…

SING SOMETHING DELETE by SongsOfMyHeart

D G C

I used to be
a lot more satisfied
just strumming around on guitar
didn’t matter waht the lyrics were or are
I just wanted to sing you something

To make you notice
To take a moment
to look me a bit more closely
and now that I have your full attention
I’d like you to ask yourselves these questions

Does that chord sound right there
Are the notes ringing out clear
Is he singing out of passion
Or just out of fear
and how did he grow
Such a full beard
Is he part crizzly bear
Or genetically altered?
When he tries to comb it,
Do the teeth falter?
And how did he get so handsome.


I used to be
a lot more satisfied
just hanging out with friends
but now I’d like to wow them
and day by bay uh
and bit by bit me it
will be more clear that
I’m fucking awesome
At everything
Especially singing

I used to be
a lot more satisfied
just strumming around on guitar
didn’t matter waht the lyrics were or are
I just wanted to sing you something