A Student Approach to Song Lyrics: Now The Struggle Has A Name

In honour of The Tragically Hip’s latest album, We Are The Same, released April 7th, here’s a brief series that demonstrates the manner in which I expect my students to approach poetry — without any research, and without any input from those who may know Gord Downie’s purposes for each song. I will analyse and speculate on each song’s possible meanings. For me, the poetry of TTH’s music is great literature; among the best.


Track #5: Now The Struggle Has A Name

FIRST IMPRESSIONS

Title

  • Now the struggle has a name?! — When, exactly? At the end of a performance? After 12 albums? After all these years?
  • What, exactly, is the struggle? — Is it the attempt to please an audience? Finding inspiration? Fighting an addiction? (If it’s the latter, is it an addiction to a substance, to the music, or to the act of performing?)
  • And, what exactly is the name that you’ve given this struggle? — Is it “Honey Watson”? (Is Honey Watson really someone’s name, or is it a direction given such as Holmes saying, “Watson! Please pass the honey!”)

Interesting Words

We are the same    it hasn’t changed

I still feel the same

I love when The Hip take an album title from an obscure line rather than a title track — Of course, this album title makes the listener wonder:

  • After 12 albums and a couple of decades, we’ve managed to stay together, we’re still the same band members, or
  • We’re still, essentially, the same — success hasn’t gone to our heads, or
  • Though this album, as the one previous, is experimental, we’re still the same band that gave the world ‘Little Bones’, or
  • Listen to the variety of sound that we’ve been able to produce on this album, from Kenny G to Alan Jackson, we can do it all, we’re the same as any sound you can find on any popular radio station

Other interesting words include: sin, truth, and reconciliation.

Images

  • sunshine on a mirror
  • “I struggle on” — Either someone still wallowing in pathetic anguish, or it could be someone plodding ahead and still giving it their best effort in the manner of the little blue engine

Literary Devices

  • simile: “gone like an attraction” — What’s gone? The moment? The song? The apology? (And is the apology someone saying ‘I’m sorry’ or is it apologetics in the manner of defending a belief or a position?)
  • repetition: “Honey Watson” and “If it feeds the need”
  • metaphor
  • rhyme
  • biblical allusion (Psalm 103:16)

Connections

  • the image of “the sun in a mirror” is reminiscent of Morning Moon‘s “bulb in a mirror”
  • the lines of “if it dies, it dies” reminds me of Downie asking the listener of The Depression Suite, “What if this song does nothing?”

Favourite Quote

Now the apology done    applause can begin

Possible Paraphrase

“Here’s another song for you, take it or leave it. It might take off and be successful; it might not. I’ve always struggled to write music and to please an audience, and I always will. But, I’m only human and I will die someday, as will my music. Gone. Now, take it or leave it, this is my latest effort. And there’s more to come.”

SUMMARY

This is quite possibly my favourite song on this album (though I probably said the same of ‘The Last Recluse’ and I’m sure that I’ll say the same of ‘The Depression Suite’)! I like how the symphonic orchestra sound gives it an anthem-like quality, especially when The Hip is singing about their best subject, self-reflection, and giving us a glimpse of the struggle and the success of singing, song-writing, and performing. It is inspiring. It seems, to me, to be one of three anthems on this album (along with ‘The Last Recluse’ and ‘Country Day’), and it is certainly a song that will happily get me to my feet everytime.

A Student Approach to Song Lyrics: Coffee Girl

In honour of The Tragically Hip’s latest album, We Are The Same, released April 7th, here’s a brief series that demonstrates the manner in which I expect my students to approach poetry — without any research, and without any input from those who may know Gord Downie’s purposes for each song. I will analyse and speculate on each song’s possible meanings. For me, the poetry of TTH’s music is great literature; among the best.


Track #4: Coffee Girl

FIRST IMPRESSIONS

Title

  • just having recently seen Peter Donaldson‘s speech in the first act of David Mamet‘s Glengarry Glen Ross, I must admit I thought the title may be a racial comment regarding the protagonist’s skin tone
  • more likely, however, the protagonist works at Tim Hortons and is miserable

Interesting Words

  • “Beautiful and disaffected”
  • “The Hardscape or your shoes”

Images

  • “Get to the back door / Look around then turn the key” — is she nervously looking around because she’s afraid of being attacked or because she’s up to something mischievous? Or, is she casually taking her time, reluctant to begin her shift?

Literary Devices

  • alliteration and personification: “Hangover hanging on by the fangs / Walk to work on wild feet”
  • repetition (repeating a word in the line following): “hard to leave your bed” and “hard summer sheets”; “to work” and “to the back door”; “turn on all the lights” and “turn the key”..

Connections

  • one moment the emphasis on the beat places the song in a dance club, and the next moment I feel that I’m listening to Acker Bilk
  • the repeated line “Hey there Coffee Girl” seems either like a casual and friendly greeting, or like a customer calling for a refill in an arrogant or degrading manner.
  • Ol Cat Power and Classic Beck — Cat Stevens? and Beck?
  • “Taking cannons to fools / When all you need’s a BB gun” — though this is similar to a line from Downie’s book Coke Machine Glow (cannon to a pea-shooter fight), I can’t follow the placement of it here.

Favourite Quote

The Hardscape or your shoes

When the moon’s behind the hill

Possible Paraphrase

“I know that it can be hard to get up in the morning and get to work. I see you in the coffee shop on your shift, drowning your sorrows in that old music you’re playing: Cat Stevens, Beck, and Beware Purveyors of Cool. I know that you’re having a hard time lately and that it’s been particularly bad since you started seeing this guy. And, he’s not going to leave you alone.”

SUMMARY

Though several of my peers have listed this track as their favourite on the album, it hasn’t grabbed me yet. Perhaps the speaker in this song is singing about his Ex, not wanting to believe that his relationship with her is over and refusing to accept that she’s with another (“It’s hard to leave your bed” and “It was perfect til / He came along and wrecked it”). Or, perhaps the speaker is simply describing a day in the life of the protagonist — a girl going through the motions of life, work, and love.

A Student Approach to Song Lyrics: The Last Recluse

In honour of The Tragically Hip’s latest album, We Are The Same, released April 7th, here’s a brief series that demonstrates the manner in which I expect my students to approach poetry — without any research, and without any input from those who may know Gord Downie’s purposes for each song. I will analyse and speculate on each song’s possible meanings. For me, the poetry of TTH’s music is great literature; among the best.


Track #3: The Last Recluse

FIRST IMPRESSIONS

Title

  • sounds almost like a moniker akin to ‘the last starfighter’ or ‘the last dragon’, but in this case, it’s the recluse
  • reduce, reuse, recluse — live smaller
  • reckless in his relationships

Interesting Words

  • “We rode hard for the boat” — this first line could easily call to mind “rowed hard” — like ‘row,row,row your boat’. Is it intended to be childish? Is it going to be a song about young love?
  • Awright — Has this recluse been living on an island, out in the woods, or close to the land long enough that he no longer worries about proper pronunciation? Or is he simply a teen
  • Immune — to what? love? a broken heart? or to American culture and American consumerism?
  • Canoe and Canada Goose — symbols of national identity
  • shut up — among the harshest language on the entire album! Usually the Hip will give David Mamet a run for his money when it comes to coarse language; perhaps the Hip are mellowing after 12 albums.

Images

  • guy and a girl biking to a ferry, guy gets on the ferry and the girl, without waiting to wave goodbye, bikes away with his bike by her side — though I may have the genders reversed
  • the girl biking away from the ferry is either cruel, cold and emotionally removed from this breakup, or she is too upset to watch the ferry go — perhaps he said something to upset her?

Literary Devices

  • lots and lots of wonderful rhyme: cried/ride; who/you/canoe/view/knew; awright/night…
  • repetition: “Who are you?”
  • personification: “the ferry whistle cried”
  • alliteration: “made me”; “when the wind”
  • assonance: “sign in the night”

Connections

  • the backup vocals near the end give the song elements of an anthem, though not quite as much as the last track on the album
  • one gets the feeling that this ferry is not the Chi-Cheemaun, it’s something much smaller where young people would bike to, where a tearful goodbye could be enough to temporarily hold up the ferry’s schedule

Favourite Quote

Who are you

When the wind comes up and the surface of the water scuffs

Possible Paraphrase

“We got to the ferry just in time, but you decided not to come after all. You told me to go, so I did, but from the boat I saw that you didn’t even stay to wave goodbye. It broke my heart, and I don’t understand why you wanted to stay behind, alone.”

SUMMARY

This song is definitely the first track on the album to really grab me and could become one of my all-time favourite Tragically Hip tunes. I don’t know if it’s a song about a break-up, or about a national identity crisis?! I love the opening keys, how jarringly incongruous it is with the strum of the guitar that seems to ultimately begin the song — only after hitting repeat on the iPod did I catch on that the opening sound is an extension of the end of the song. It brings the song full-circle, like the speaker who has worked so hard to get to where he would let the girl break his heart all over again.

Shakespeare: April 23, 1564 – April 23,1616

Good friend for Jesus’ sake forebear,

To dig the dust enclosed here,

Blessed be the man that spares these stones,

And curst be he that moves my bones.

Today, all of my students celebrate the life and work of William Shakespeare. With film clips, quotes, and Shakespeare trivia, it’s party day in Mr. W’s classroom.

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A Student Approach to Song Lyrics: Honey, Please

In honour of The Tragically Hip’s latest album, We Are The Same, released April 7th, here’s a brief series that demonstrates the manner in which I expect my students to approach poetry — without any research, and without any input from those who may know Gord Downie’s purposes for each song. I will analyse and speculate on each song’s possible meanings. For me, the poetry of TTH’s music is great literature; among the best.


Track #2: Honey, Please

FIRST IMPRESSIONS

Title

  • ‘Honey’ as a name or a nickname, and the speaker is either pleading for loving attention or is giving a sharp scold.
  • Saying “pass the honey, please” — where ‘honey’ could be the sweet, sticky stuff we get from bees and spread on toast, or it could be a metaphor for something of worth, something inspiring.

Interesting Words

  • County — the ‘regional municipality’ didn’t quite fit; the Hip strives to remain local, provincial
  • whisper
  • feeling

Images

  • walking home under a starlit sky: is it a metaphor for the songwriter (guy), the muses (girl), and fate (stars)?

Literary Devices

  • rhyme and repetition:

Under all the stars of the County with you tonight

Under all the stars of the County with you by my side

Under all the stars of the County shining bright

Under all the stars of the County with you tonight

Connections

Favourite Quote

When all ‘the poetry of the earth’

Might be all there is

It might still have some worth

Yeah but I can’t dance to it

Possible Paraphrase

“I’m not in the mood to try to write this song today, I just want you to put it into my head — just the way that you would sing it. Whenever I’ve struggled in the past, or felt inferior, you’ve helped me by whispering it to me. Perhaps, however, the answer to this writer’s block is on the other side of this struggle. I’ve tried so hard, and you’ve helped me. And all of this poetry might last, it might remain.”

SUMMARY

I think that this may be Gord Downie’s description of the task of songwriting, telling himself that he shouldn’t have to work so hard at it, that it will perhaps come to him in his sleep, or out for a walk, or from being with his love, or … whenever. But, why? Just because?

Promoting Good Grammar

I recently spotted this sign at a gas station and pointed it out to a fellow patron. He shrugged and suggested that it didn’t much matter, but that perhaps his attitude reflected the reason he is not an English teacher. Another patron confided that she’s been planning on bringing a black marker with her and adding the apostrophe and the ‘e’.

I’m always grateful for people that keep an eye on our society’s use of grammar and punctuation, even when it is my own mistake that is being corrected — perhaps even especially so. I’ve been particularly impressed with Michael’s English Usage and his pointing out of grammatical errors made in The Windsor Star newspaper. I also get a kick out of The “Blog” of “Unnecessary” Quotation Marks, and, of course, SPOGG.

Though I shudder to think of the errors that I myself may have committed here on this blog, I find myself less tolerant of errors made in published papers and on posted signs. I should probably add Eats, Shoots & Leaves by Lynne Truss to my list of books to read, to get myself even more worked up over this.

Relevant Report Card Comments

Over the last few years I’ve created and maintained a small bank of comments to help inspire ideas for each student’s report card. I’ve always proceeded to make changes, or even completely rewrite my “standard” comments to make each relevant. I’ve especially enjoyed highlighting specific accomplishments of each student.

However, this semester my system is to be abandoned.  Our school has elected to use standard, school-wide comments drawn from lists provided by the board of education. As instructors, we are to select the level that each student has been performing at, then choose one ‘strength’, one ‘area for improvement’, and one ‘next step’ comment.

These comment banks have a couple of advantages.  First, they should be fairly safe and unlikely to lead to any concerns from parents about their tone.  Second, the computerized system automatically inserts students’ names, which is a small detail that saves time.

That said, I am missing my former system.  (Am I already becoming averse to change?)  I miss the personal touch that I could give my comments and felt that they were much more relevant to parents.  I am finding that the comments are so safe that they are quite bland and, at times, unhelpful in directing students’ attention to areas that need work.

Report cards go out soon.  I wonder what student and parents’ reactions will be?

A Student Approach to Song Lyrics: Morning Moon

In honour of The Tragically Hip’s latest album, We Are The Same, released April 7th, I’m going to post a brief series that demonstrates the manner in which I expect my students to approach poetry — without any research, and without any input from those who may know Gord Downie’s purposes for each song. I will analyse and speculate on each song’s possible meanings. For me, the poetry of TTH’s music is great literature; among the best.


Track #1: Morning Moon

FIRST IMPRESSIONS

Title

  • time of day: early morning sunrise with the moon still in the sky
  • given the melancholy tune, the title’s a possible pun on ‘mourning’
  • the idea that night and day are interchangeable (night = day)

Interesting Words

  • The Reactor (with a capital letter possibly to show local familiarity with a power plant)
  • Labour Day (first Monday in September)
  • plume
  • ain’t (it ain’t often that I see this word in print)

Images

  • the absent plume of steam
  • moon at sunrise across the lake
  • lightbulb shining in a mirror

Literary Devices

  • ‘m’ alliteration: morning moon
  • ‘t’ alliteration: didn’t take too much to upset her
  • assonance: seen steam,
  • repetition: From across the Lake
  • rhyme: other than repetition, only the second last stanza has a rhyming pattern of ABAB

Connections

  • reminds me of looking out over the early morning lake at New Liskeard
  • reminds me of a poem in my daughter’s poetry collection: ‘The Early Morning’ by Hilaire Belloc
  • interesting that it is when the power is out (the reactor shut off) that the speaker is able to see; similar to being able to see the stars when away from urban light

Favourite Quotes

Say those little things that don’t make anyone feel better

Possible Paraphrase

“Looking out over the lake this holiday morning, I was actually able to see the moon because there wasn’t any steam coming from the power plant. Standing there, I got to remembering some of the things that you used to say, things that really bothered someone else. Do you remember how she was always so easily bothered? Oh well, cheer up! Though I try to shed light on the situation, I may just be a reflection of you — little things that I say may bother others, too.”

SUMMARY

The song gives me the impression of a son speaking to his father or grandfather — someone with whom he has an obligated relationship rather than a relationship that he has sought out; someone from whom he has received TANSTAAFL advice. With the tonal jump halfway through a line, the mood implies a hopeful resignation where the speaker is willing to believe it will get better, without really thinking it will. The bulbs and mirrors perhaps allow the speaker to see only representations of the real thing; but, the real thing — possibly his happy home — is no longer a reality.

Poetry Unit… aka The Tragically Hip 101

I remember a professor at university tell our class a story about his visit to a second-hand CD store, where he witnessed a 16 year old skater-boy purchase a box set of The Beatles. Our professor chided us, “The Beatles was my generation! Don’t you have a band that defines yours?” Of course we have; and in the time and place that I’m from, it is The Tragically Hip that has defined a generation.

Three days ago, TTH released their twelfth album — 14 if you include their live album and their compilation of favourites. Interesting that the latest album is entitled We Are The Same. Well, it’s playing over the iPod as I type this and I’ve got to say, they don’t sound the same.

I remember nine years ago thinking that Music @ Work was experimental. Little did I imagine that World Container and now We Are The Same would be in the band’s future. Only Track #3 “The Last Recluse” reminds me of the Hip I once knew (similar sound to “Leave” from In Violet Light). Nevertheless, the further I get into this album, the more attached to it I am becoming. In that respect, The Tragically Hip is exactly the same. Their songs have rarely grabbed me the first time I’ve heard them, yet they seem to have far greater staying power than any other music I’ve ever listened to.

As I have not been able to make it through a poetry unit yet without including at least one TTH song, all of my students have become familiar with this band. The class always finds this a welcome break from the textbook poetry, and I find Gord Downie’s lyrics among the best for introducing many of the literary devices in our curriculum: rhyme, alliteration, repetition, oxymoron, tone, mood, etc. My students especially enjoy speculating on speaker, symbol, and theme; not in small part due to the fact that I myself can only speculate on Downie’s purpose.

I’ve run into people from Washington State and Sweden, and on the streets of Osaka who agree that The Tragically Hip is one of the top bands of the last 20 years. And in Elmira, Ontario, on a muddy infield just about where second base will be placed in a month or two, best friends agree that every Hip album has been well worth the adventure, that there has rarely been a more genuine band.

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Metacognition, an Optional Unit Test, and a Reading Narrative Essay

When my Grade 12 University level English class finished reading Ayn Rand’s The Fountainhead, they entered class prepared to write a unit test as a culminating activity for the three and a half weeks they had spent reading Rand’s tome. Once all were seated, and the last-minute speculative whispering regarding possible themes and important quotes that may appear on the test had all settled, I outlined the test that I had prepared for them. I carefully explained that ‘Part A’ was a multiple choice section that was not designed to insult their intelligence, but that the descriptors they would be expected to match were present to trigger some ideas for ‘Part B’, a more complex portion of the test where students would be asked to respond to important themes of the text. Finally, I explained that ‘Part C’ was where the money would be: a metacognitive portion of the test where they would be asked about the reading strategies they had been implementing and improving over the unit. I reminded them that for all who had already begun working on their Reading Narrative Essays that were to be due the following week, ‘Part C’ wouldn’t be that difficult because they would have already been thinking along these lines. I then announced that if it were true that they indeed were writing a test that day, I would ask them to place all of their answers on the sheet of full-scap that I would give them, but that because the test was canceled, this wouldn’t be the case!

Exclamations of relief and joy were immediately exhaled and praised towards a variety of deities throughout the room. Now grinning, I told them that the unit test was going to be optional, and that I wanted them all to spend the period focused on their reading narrative essays. Only once all of the essays were completed, graded, and returned, would I allow each of them to make a decision, for better or for worse, whether or not to write the unit test. I realize that many of the students tend to do particularly well on unit tests and are often able to buoy their otherwise weaker English grades, and, though I didn’t want to take that opportunity away from them, I wanted them to critically think about how they had been learning over the course of the unit, every bit as much as about what they had learned.

The Reading Narrative Essay is one of the ways to meet the specific curriculum expectations of metacognition. My colleagues and I often shy away from incorporating a lot of metacognition into our English classrooms, because it can be difficult to evaluate — this despite the fact that only overall expectations must each be evaluated, but specific expectations must only be introduced and not necessarily evaluated either formatively or summatively. Nevertheless, I have frequently reminded my Grade 12 class that I want them to be thinking about their own strengths and weaknesses, what they are doing to improve their own learning and how those strategies are working for them.

For the narrative essay, I asked the students to each tell me a story about their experience of reading The Fountainhead, a story that represented the growth of their understanding of the novel including the setbacks and frustrations they suffered, the diversions and surprises they encountered, the connections they were able to make and the epiphanies they experienced. I wanted their narrative essay to explain to me what the novel was like for them, how it clashed or resonated with their own identity and their own ideas. I realize that this narrative essay format wouldn’t qualify my students for any of this year’s contest topics, but I’m still hoping that a few of my students will revise their work to submit to the Ayn Rand Institute judges.

Some students seemed genuinely relieved at the idea of writing a narrative essay, thinking an assignment asking them to tell a story about their reading experience sounded easy. Others seemed anxious at the thought of stepping out of their own comfort zone — disappointed that they were not being given the opportunity to demonstrate how well they’ve mastered the five-paragraph essay format they’d honed over their previous three years of high school.

When the essays came in, I found them a joy to mark because they were all so radically different and each was truly unique. Some students struggled with the freedom of writing in the first person, slipping in and out of the persuasive literary essay format that they had become familiar with, and others frequently digressed into plot summaries. Most, however, delivered a genuine narrative essay, complete with their brief attempts at exploring questions they had about plot, themes, and characters, with their predictions and set-backs along the way, and with their major “Ah ha!” moments. I tried to prepare a flexible rubric, but will welcome any suggestions colleagues may have.

While the narrative essay may be asking both students and instructors alike to step out of their comfort zone of the traditional five-paragraph format, I believe it is a real attempt at helping students find their own voice. Certainly something that Howard Roark, and Ayn Rand herself, would surely be pleased with.