Monday 31 January 2011

Lyrical Abortions Pt.5

These are some lyrics I was inspired to write upon hearing of the plight of the Palestinian peoples of Gaza and the West Bank. They are an exploration of the rage and despair one must feel in such a horrendous situation. I imagine the music for this song to be kind of black metal-ish but I don't really know yet. The song has a working title of "A Lament."

Vast chains hold me
Tied to the ash
A desperate cry given forth
In my heart
I shall never be free

Rendered a shade
Less than man
Driven to the path of war
No quarter given
Until we transcend

My land lies raped
The women and children all dead

Forgiveness impossible
It was burned
With my soul

A ruined life stands here
Tormented
How much pain can a man,
Receive
Until he breaks?

My core is black
Driven to hate by oppression

I will rage eternal
To cast off
My shackles

Tuesday 4 January 2011

Carving a giant: Socialism and the realisation of the individual through collective effort.

Something a bit essay-ish now that I hope you'll find interesting. Really, I'm writing this post as a clarification on my own political and philosophical viewpoint and as a dispelling of some long propagated myths surrounding socialist/leftist thought.

Socialist Individualism:
The core idea I want to get at here is that of Socialism being a way of using a collectivist approach to society as a method of self-realisation and individual empowerment. To many (especially to those prescribing to the views of the right, from liberal conservatives to fervent fascists) socialism is the antithesis of the concept of individual freedom. They fear that the individual human spirit will be lost to the emphasis placed on everyone working collectively and in step with each other to advance. However, I would argue that these people do not understand what Socialism actually is (or at least what I would percieve socialist ideals to be, perhaps tempered by the Western political tradition of Liberalism). To me Socialism is about everybody having a stake in the world in which they live and so everybody works together in order to improve the society around them. Doing this, we can provide for the vulnerable and the workers and poor through the state, providing housing, income and, most importantly, opportunities. When socialism provides a man with a job and house where he would otherwise have had nothing under a capitlaist system, that man gains opportunity. He now has the means to educate and better himself, to travel and take in a varied world view. The man now has freedom to do more with an income, whereas under capitalism he may have had nothing and been able to do nothing.

The Role of the state:
Working as a collective, we contribute to the state which, in turn, contributes to us. If we take the above point that control of resources such as an income, home etc. grants opportunities for individual empowerment and growth, the state then becomes the arbiter of this individual growth as the state controls the distribution of resources. Resources come to the state in the form of taxes etc. and the state redistributes those resources through services, benefits, housing and so on, the classic socialist model. Obviously being the controller of our personal growth is a position carrying the potential for too much abuse of power which is where the beauty of democracy comes in; if the state goes to far, the people vote for change.

Conclusion:
This, I would argue, is the clear way in which my own view of Socialism, in it's final stage, is actually about the granting of individual growth and opportunity, not about empowering a collective at the cost of singular human freedom. Together we can work to distribute wealth away from the wealthy capitalist Bourgeoisie who, through controlling a majority of resources and wealth, have a monopoly on opportunities for self-empowerment and instead distribute it towards those who currently lack the resources and wealth to grow as individuals.

Lyrical Abortions Pt.4

These lyrics were cool, dunno what style of music they would fit as they're not written with sort of rhythms demanded by metal and they're not written in the kind of pseudo Romantic-era English as my gothic doom metal lyrics. Also, it's the first time I've written lyrics with the use of a sample in mind right from the start. No title in mind yet but here they are:

I’m standing on the brink
Looking down
Into a meaningless zero
Colossal, jagged
And infinitely cruel

An absurd joke
That no one understands
But I laugh anyway
Because it’s all I can do

When we talk, I only hear screams
That pierce my soul
Shrill and excruciating

We don’t really care
As all we’ve built
Collapses all around us
Don’t even notice
As we crumble

A new zenith
The great age of the random
No plans or hope
Such things have no use
(In this brave new world)

When we touch it sears
Bathed in the red glow
Of a titanic, malevolent sun

And in the stagnant pool
Of this collective apathy,
Amid the gleaming, soulless chrome
Of the modern world,
I scream my tortured heart
Into the wasteland
Vomit my broken soul
Into the hot winds…

… But no answer comes…
… I am alone…

(Patrick Bateman sample as music fades out: “My pain is constant and sharp and I do not hope for a better world for anyone… In fact I want my pain to be inflicted on others… I want no one to escape…”)