Rhetoric/Anger is an Energy

Rhetoric, in the most general sense, is the energy in emotion and thought, transmitted through a system of signs, including language, to others to influence their decisions or actions.

George Kennedy, “Introduction,” Aristotle On Rhetoric

Your time has come, your second skin.
You climb so high and gain so low.
Walk through the valley.
The written word is a lie.

May the road rise with you. (4x)
I could be wrong. I could be right. (3x)
I could be black, I could be white,
I could be right, I could be wrong,
I could be black, I could be white.

They put a hotwire to my head
'cuz of the things I did and said.
They made these feelings go away,
but those feelings get in every way.

May the road rise with you. (4x)

Anger is an energy. (4x)

Rise (Public Image Ltd. song)

There was a time that I would have agreed with Kennedy that rhetoric is systematic and symbolic (semiotic). I am not so sure any more. But I wish I knew where he was drawing (in the classical world) the idea that rhetoric is an energy, and that this energy is inherent in thought and emotion.

Posted by Jeff at November 23, 2009 8:54 AM

The World of Curls

August 2, 1984
"Step into the Worlds of Curls," Bakersfield, CA 8/2/1984

It was surreal last Friday, listening to Garrison Keillor interrogate a young Austin band about the "honky-tonk scene" in Bakersfield. That scene was gone long before I took the picture displayed above; the Blackboard was a burned-out shell and although a few of the old players might be found at scattered little bars, the "scene" was dead by the mid-seventies. While they might have traveled to the town, they really couldn't have much of a clue about what Bakersfield was really like. It was an unfair question.

All the same, the Derailers were incredibly faithful to the "Bakersfield Sound" popularized by Buck Owens. What I found myself thinking about after the show was how much the image conjured by Buck was a media mirage. It didn't have much of anything to do with the dying honky-tonks, it was about a weird sort of glitter/glam that was a way of avoiding the stark reality of the town. It took me a long time to embrace it. As Buck was to honky-tonk, Bowie was to bar bands.

Past the 1960s, Buck never played in his hometown. We couldn't have afforded him. It wasn't until the late 1990s when he built the Crystal Palace that he played there much at all. Mostly, he owned the media-- the TV stations, the radio stations, etc. His imprint was all over the town-- but not necessarily his music. In the 70s and 80s country bars were small and mostly didn't support live music. There were exceptions, but not that many.

Posted by Jeff at September 17, 2007 1:01 PM

Fall

Things have been hectic these first two weeks, and fall snuck up. For some reason, it seems like Sandy Denny weather.

Posted by Jeff at September 18, 2006 11:53 AM

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