Old School Remix Tribute
And I heard a knocking
As if someone heavily rocking
Rocking at my brain’s
Back door
Bass, bass, bouncing tight
All throughout the night
What immortal DJ’s hand
Could spin thy rhythmic energy
Dance, music, the body’s guest
Upon a mixing errand
Fear not to blend the beat
The truth shall be thy dance floor
Go, since I dance all night
And give the world the song
DJ – whose vinyl-grooved face
The smiles of fans adore –
Mans remix tribute to man
Makes countless thousands dance
Two mixes merged in the mind, and I –
I mixed the rhythm less mixed,
And that made them all dance.
Because I could not stop the flow –
It kindly flowed for me –
The house beat moved all of our bodies –
For infinity.
Notes:
Edgar Allen Poe “The Raven", William Blake “Tyger”, Sir Walter Raleigh “The Lie”, Robert Burns “Man was Made to Mourn”, Robert Frost “The Road Not Taken”, Emily Dickinson “No. 712”. I figured if I am to hold to my statement that there is no original concept or idea we can stumble upon, that everything has been done, but that the true originality in our work stems from how we mix the words of the past, then why not shot something out that used the old school kids as direct influence to the point of plagiarism
