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Showing posts with label Nobel Prize. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Nobel Prize. Show all posts

Sunday, December 11, 2016

Yay! A Songwriter: Congratulations Bob Dylan

“What I take from writers I like is their economy - the ability to use language to very effective ends. The ability to have somebody read something and see it, or for somebody to paint an entire landscape of visual imagery with just sheets of words - that's magical.” ― Mos Def



What is it called when someone mentions a name or an event about a person that happened and then shortly after, you unexectedly see that person or thing? 

Collage by Stephanie Jeannot

The conversation was about the 2016 recipient of the Nobel Peace Prize for writing, Bob Dylan, who happens to be a songwriter and just happened not to go to the awards ceremony to receive his award. In conversation, my father mentioned one of his favorite French writers, Jean-Paul Sartre,  and his not showing up to accept his award which in my opinion, is like still being a college graduate even if you do not attend the ceremony to receive your diploma. You still are a graduate. Right? 

But what do I know? I am just a singer and songwriter who loves to read and dream tall
about taking the world within my hands for simple peace of mind when the sun sinks at the end of the day.They most likely dreamed tall too and look what happened. Inspiring ain't it? 

So, after we talked about Bob Dylan’s winning the prize and the news of it scrolled across the morning news and Jean-Paul Sartre's name came up, I came across a copy of his story in his words, "The autobiography of Jean-Paul Sartre" with my name on it and mine for the taking or rather, for the reading.  How ironic is that? 

I am as happy as I can ever be and my enthusiasm has yet to wane knowing that I am going to be sifting through the pages soon. I feel so good, I could probably tango all night like Carlos Gardel, listen to McCoy Tyner's music under my pillow until I fall asleep or lie with joy in front of the television watching Rita Moreno add charisma to “The West Side Story” just so I could sing along to all of my favorite songs from this flick and then let the tears roll at the end of the film when the story turns sad and emotional and let my tears calm me into dreamland.

The word is probably coincidence or coinkidink. Something to that flavor. Anyway, congratulations to Bob Dylan. 


Yay! A songwriter. That’s what’s up!