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WINTERREISE - MY INTERPRETATION ALL 24 SONGS
March 01, 2010, 09:31 AM posted by Maria Choban Franz Schubert wrote the music. Wilhelm Mueller wrote the lyrics. Below is my attempt to update and maybe get beneath that turgid romanticism and tap into the thinly masked anger and energy and passion. 1 Good Night: A stranger I came. A stranger I go. May bloomed all over me with bunches of flowers: She spoke of love, her mother even intimated marriage. No More! It's a dark world - snow covered with grey skies. I didn't choose this. But I have to find my way through this. I am accompanied by the dark side of the moon, and a single deer - who's only evidence is it's hoof prints in the snow. It would be humiliating to hang around until someone drove me away. Listen to your lovers - your stray dogs howling outside your door. Love wanders, by necessity - as you did from me. Goodnight, angel. I don't want to disturb your dreams (HA!) I don't want to wake you (HA!) You won't hear me leave (bitch!) Softly, softly - I close the door, and on your gate I write "Good Night" as I leave, so that you might have some inkling of the pain you caused me, you Mother Fucking Cunt. 2 The Weathervane: The wind spins the weathervane on her house. It mocks me: "He should have noticed I change - Constantly. He should have known she would change." The wind spins the hearts inside her house. Insidiously. "We do not care about him, our daughter is marrying a wealthy man." (the things I imagine.....) 3 Frozen Tears Frozen tears fall on the snow. Are they mine? Cool enough to freeze, they drop and spread (like dew spreads, creating thin sheets of ice on cold mornings). But generated from a furnace so hot it could thaw this whole bleak landscape! 4 Numbness I trace and retrace, looking for some evidence of her - of us in happier times. I bury my face in these (fading) memories, refusing to acknowledge this winter (of my discontent), Insisting that I can burn through this hoar (whore) frost with enough sobbing - with enough hot tears. I need a memory; a living breathing memory. When my Spring arrives, will I still remember (or even care about) her? Right now I'm numb - frozen cold. But what will happen with the Spring thaw? 5 The Linden Tree There's the well, there's the gate, and there's the Linden Tree. I've daydreamed under it's canopy, I've carved our names framed by a heart into its bark. I passed by and heard it's leaves rustling. "Come Here......I can grant you everlasting peace....." Miles away from it now, with the wind searing my face, "Come Here.....I can grant you everlasting death....." 6 Flood Water Cold Snow Hot Tears Like a Magnet Pain Sears Drip Drip Water Flow Finds Her House Cold Snow 7 On the River My heart's dead, Or maybe just frozen like this river. I tattoo your name in the ice. I sign it and date it. This river's frozen, Stretched out dead over the sand. I remember when it pumped wildly and freely. I tattoo the day I left you in the ice. Is there really anything moving underneath? 8 A Look Backward Run Away! (don't look back like Lot's wife). The Crows stone you with chunks of ice, The Rocks trip you as you blearily fight your way out of this godforsaken town. You're breathless but can't stop. Your shame burns the soles of your feet. La la la la la (It was all springtime and flowers and birds singing) God I was stupid. I fell for two eyes and a fickle heart. I'd do it again in an instant. (and I want to look back). 9 The Will O' Wisp .....a little bird told me: that we are where we are supposed to be. that all who wander are not lost. that every river winds it's way to the ocean. that every sorrow finds its grave. 10 Rest Why is it that in the midst of turbulence, When I'm busy trying to shepherd my way through it, That it acts in my favor, pushing me onward? Why is it that when I finally have a chance to rest, Warm and protected from the elements, That I finally feel everything, unable to rest? My heart hurts so much its pain has infected my body. (and I thought I was over you) 11 Dream of Spring I hallucinate It's like it was: Us (with all the props - birds, flowers, sun, wildly beating hearts) And now it's like it is: Just me, the ravens, and the snow. (I fade in and out of reality) I close my eyes, and just like Dorothy in Oz, my world turns to color again. 12 Solitude (Self-Pity) I hate my path. Trudge Trudge Trudge. It's a bright beautiful world. For everyone else. DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT I HAVE ACCOMPLISHED?!?!? (no one's listening) It's a bright beautiful world, But not for me. (welcome to my pity party) 13 E-mail Incoming message: Water bill (online payment) She's not going to send me anything so why do I still get triggered by hope? Should I text her? (just a friendly hello) 14 Grey Hair I feel so old, The mirror says otherwise. Don't people usually go grey when shit like this happens to them? Jet black, still. Maybe I can still hope for a heart attack. 15 The Crow As The Crow flies, I am walking Carrion: My undying love for you is killing me. 16 Last Hope, Bad Odds A few colored leaves left hanging - barely tethered. Lost in thoughts of you, I fixate on one. I bet my hopes that it beats Winter's odds - and stays tethered. (Vegas always slaughters me) 17 In the Village Snorrrrrrre..... Bark! Snorrrrrre.... Rattle rattle Snorrrrrre.... Dreams of Ikea Snorrrrrre.... Dreams of retribution Snorrrrrre..... And what isn't solved by morning Will be left like mints on pillows for the next night's dreaming. I'm done dreaming. I'm done. 18 The Stormy Morning Do you REALLY fucking think that only Beethoven had a corner on Rage? God I love the rage of Lightening in this morning's sky! THIS is what I call a Winter Wonderland! THIS is what my homicidal heart feels! (AND IT FEELS FUCKING GREAT!!!) 19 Illusion I light a match and a house appears the match goes out the house disappears I light another it sparks the night the house appears and she's inside. The match burns to my fingers and I just think I'm warm, " 'Come in', she said, 'I'll give ya shelter from the storm' " 20 The Sign Post Like Frost's Road Less Traveled Like Thomas' Spiral Staircase Like Weir's Picnic at Hanging Rock I ascend and disappear away from humanity. A compulsion for introspection, Driving me further into desolation, Without any hope of turning back. So, This is self-awareness? 21 The Inn Time to Die? It looks promising, It feels inviting, I can no longer tell whether I'm a burned out human or an expired replicant. Would someone please switch me off? 22 Courage Cram this I. O. U. up your ass! RRRAAAAAAGGGGGGEEEEEE A G E 23 Swan Song I am from the planet HD 188753. You discovered me in 2005. You fell in love with me because I have 3 suns to your one. Then you quickly forgot about me (fickle earthlings). 2 of my suns have set. Now I'm just like you. 24 Radio Play "Crazy, Crazy for feelin' so lonely" SWITCH! "Bee-EHL-Zee-Bub has a devil set aside for Meeee" SWITCH! "All the single ladies, All th" SWITCH! "NOW YOU KNOW, THIS IS WHAT IT FEELS LIKE!!!" SWITCH! "On the road again, I find love is making music with my friends....." |
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