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Tuesday, February 19, 2013

2112 Litspiration Challenge: Sketch

My non-text review of the song (a work in progress, I just got back from vacation and am very busy), 2112 by Rush, I got litspired to make a sketch. Now, I know I am no artist, but this is the best I could do. The top left shows the wheat field in the story, and top right shows the waterfall in the story. The bottom left shows the guitar, and the bottom center shows the symbol of the Solar Federation, the dictators at this time. I chose to make this in pen, and very messy and scribbly, because the story seems kind of dark and evil, and how the Priests crush everyone's hopes and dreams. Each of the scenes from the story were significant, and I did not include the Temples of Syrinx because I had trouble visualizing. Anyway, here it is, my (poorly drawn) litspiration challenge!



Keroppi Walking Sanrio Frog

3 comments:

  1. Very interesting analysis, Joel. This intriguing review of the song caught my attention. The sketch was pretty good too. I am interested more in the story of the song though, if you could post the lyrics.

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  2. 'I lie awake, staring out at the bleakness of Megadon. City and sky become one, merging
    into a single plane, a vast sea of unbroken grey. The Twin Moons, just two pale orbs as
    they trace their way across the steely sky. I used to think I had a pretty good life here,
    just plugging into my machine for the day, then watching Templevision or reading a Temple
    Paper in the evening.

    'My friend Jon always said it was nicer here than under the atmospheric domes of the Outer
    Planets. We have had peace since 2062, when the surviving planets were banded together under
    the Red Star of the Solar Federation. The less fortunate gave us a few new moons.
    I believed what I was told. I thought it was a good life, I thought I was happy. Then I found
    something that changed it all...'

    [I. Overture]

    And the meek shall inherit the earth...

    [II. Temples of Syrinx]

    ...'The massive grey walls of the Temples rise from the heart of every Federation city. I
    have always been awed by them, to think that every single facet of every life is regulated
    and directed from within! Our books, our music, our work and play are all looked after by
    the benevolent wisdom of the priests...'

    We've taken care of everything
    The words you read, the songs you sing
    The pictures that give pleasure to your eyes
    It's one for all and all for one
    We work together, common sons
    Never need to wonder how or why

    We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx
    Our great computers fill the hallowed halls
    We are the Priests, of the Temples of Syrinx
    All the gifts of life are held within our walls

    Look around at this world we've made
    Equality our stock in trade
    Come and join the Brotherhood of Man
    Oh, what a nice, contented world
    Let the banners be unfurled
    Hold the Red Star proudly high in hand

    We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx
    Our great computers fill the hallowed halls
    We are the Priests, of the Temples of Syrinx
    All the gifts of life are held within our walls

    [III. Discovery]

    '...Behind my beloved waterfall, in the little room that was hidden beneath the cave, I
    found it. I brushed away the dust of the years, and picked it up, holding it reverently in
    my hands. I had no idea what it might be, but it was beautiful...'

    '...I learned to lay my fingers across the wires, and to turn the keys to make them sound
    differently. As I struck the wires with my other hand, I produced my first harmonious sounds
    and soon my own music! How different it could be from the music of the Temples! I can't wait
    to tell the priests about it!...'

    What can this strange device be?
    When I touch it, it gives forth a sound
    It's got wires that vibrate and give music
    What can this thing be that I found?

    See how it sings like a sad heart
    And joyously screams out its pain
    Sounds that build high like a mountain
    Or notes that fall gently like rain

    I can't wait to share this new wonder
    The people will all see its light
    Let them all make their own music
    The Priests praise my name on this night

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    1. [IV. Presentation]

      '...In the sudden silence as I finished playing, I looked up to a circle of grim,
      expressionless faces. Father Brown rose to his feet, and his somnolent voice echoed
      throughout the silent Temple Hall...'

      '...Instead of the grateful joy that I expected, they were words of quiet rejection!
      Instead of praise, sullen dismissal. I watched in shock and horror as Father Brown ground
      my precious instrument to splinters beneath his feet...'

      I know it's most unusual
      To come before you so
      But I've found an ancient miracle
      I thought that you should know
      Listen to my music
      And hear what it can do
      There's something here as strong as life
      I know that it will reach you

      Yes, we know, it's nothing new
      It's just a waste of time
      We have no need for ancient ways
      The world is doing fine
      Another toy that helped destroy
      The elder race of man
      Forget about your silly whim
      It doesn't fit the plan

      I can't believe you're saying
      These things just can't be true
      Our world could use this beauty
      Just think what we might do
      Listen to my music
      And hear what it can do
      There's something here as strong as life
      I know that it will reach you

      Don't annoy us further!
      We have our work to do
      Just think about the average
      What use have they for you?
      Another toy that helped destroy
      The elder race of man
      Forget about your silly whim
      It doesn't fit the Plan!

      [V. Oracle: The Dream]

      '...I guess it was a dream, but even now it all seems so vivid to me. Clearly yet I see
      the beckoning hand of the oracle as he stood at the summit of the staircase...'

      '...I see still the incredible beauty of the sculptured cities and the pure spirit of man
      revealed in the lives and works of this world. I was overwhelmed by both wonder and
      understanding as I saw a completely different way to life, a way that had been crushed
      by the Federation long ago. I saw now how meaningless life had become with the loss of
      all these things...'

      I wandered home through the silent streets
      And fell into a fitful sleep
      Escape to realms beyond the night
      Dream can't you show me the light?

      I stand atop a spiral stair
      An oracle confronts me there
      He leads me on light years away
      Through astral nights, galactic days
      I see the works of gifted hands
      That grace this strange and wondrous land
      I see the hand of man arise
      With hungry mind and open eyes

      They left the planet long ago
      The elder race still learn and grow
      Their power grows with purpose strong
      To claim the home where they belong
      Home to tear the Temples down...
      Home to change!

      [VI. Soliloquy]

      '...I have not left this cave for days now, it has become my last refuge in my total
      despair. I have only the music of the waterfall to comfort me now. I can no longer live
      under the control of the Federation, but there is no other place to go. My last hope is
      that with my death I may pass into the world of my dream, and know peace at last.'

      The sleep is still in my eyes
      The dream is still in my head
      I heave a sigh and sadly smile
      And lie a while in bed
      I wish that it might come to pass
      Not fade like all my dreams...

      Just think of what my life might be
      In a world like I have seen!
      I don't think I can carry on
      Carry on this cold and empty life

      My spirits are low in the depths of despair
      My lifeblood...
      ...Spills over...
      [VII. The Grand Finale]
      Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
      We have assumed control

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