Lyric Poetry and Pop (corn)

Freedom Fields

Seth Lakeman’s “The White Hare” is pure, hi-octane lyrical poetry (YouTube video here).  Britney Spear’s “Hold It Against Me” is pure, hi-octane pop (See YouTube video here).  Seth opens up “The White Hare” with:

I heard her in the valley
I heard her in the dead of night
The warning of the white hare
Her eyes burning bright

Britney opens with:

Hey over there
Please forgive me
If I’m coming on too strong
Hate to stare
But  you’re winning
And they’re playing my favorite song

Seth’s refrain:

For the white hare is calling
She’s dancing in the night
She’ll be out ’til the morning light

Britney’s refrain:

If I said my heart was beating loud
If we could escape the crowd somehow
Would you hold it against me?

Cause you feel like paradise
I need a vacation tonight
So if I said I want your body now
Would you hold it against me?

As of this posting, Britney’s video, posted three months ago, received 50,925,300 hits and counting.  Seth’s video, posted 4 years ago, received 125,536 hits and counting.  Is it any wonder that people, being fed such a steady diet of delicious, buttery, salty pop (corn) and simply have no appetite for the much more nutritious, but less appealing diet of lyric poetry?

The flavor of lyric poetry can’t be changed or made more appealing by simply adding more salt and butter, then wrapping it in a eye-catching package, but just as people can learn to eat a more nutritious, balanced diet, their tastes (and this is the hard part) can be also be educated and refined, so that they learn to appreciate what’s good for them.  Then musicians like Lakeman and poets like Keats will also easily have millions of viewers and readers for people will come to realize that nothing can be more satisfying, as well as nutritious, than a good lyric poem.


About poeticmeditations

A 19th-century romantic poet living in the 21st-century. The Romantic poets, nib pens, candlelight, waistcoats, and pocket watches are a few of my favorite things.
This entry was posted in Music, Poetry and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s