rinyville

I can stand criticism, as long as it is constructive criticism. The essence of criticism or reviews, because most of us here are passionate amateurs, should not be a condescending review. I read this today about one of my songs (don't even know which one): ' nice bedroom effort. but no bob dylan. i feel this guy bangs out country and western at barbcues and that maybe could be his genre. ' As a teacher I would never talk to my pupils like this, and I would never do it with grown ups either. This guy has a name. It's not the criticism that bothers me, it's just these words 'this guy'. Please criticize me all you want but be polite.

The circus clown turns his pedestal Into a royal throne wraps his words in fear and anger tells us what we’ve always known while the ringmaster takes the sideline and steps down from the stage he knows his days are numbered when cheers turn into rage The acrobat juggles quotes one liners and some notes The clown blends them all together And shoves it down our throats Out of these bread and circuses and out of the magician’s sleeve appear some hocus pocuses That everyone believes The bearded lady shaves off her moustache and her beard she stares into the mirror and now thinks that she looks weird the acrobat’s no longer high wired but the lion tamer is black is white and wrong is right isn’t that what the clown says? Is that what the clown says? Under a spell, the crowd cheers and yells for the curse of the clownish priest Caged in his words, tricked by the herds They turn into well-trained beasts Up on the tightrope the lion tamer stares down at them ashamed here’s an animal he can’t control one that just can’t be tamed the tightrope walker’s out of balance the ringmaster out of words in the circus ring the stage turns in to a theater of the absurd The ringmaster’s under the exit sign He knows there’s life beyond a stage He takes off his hat, bows one more time And turns another page The once bearded but now bald lady Takes him by the hand She says let’s head off and find an audience One that understands Clowns are not supposed to trick you And magic’s just make believe She takes off her costume Now all she wears is her heart upon her sleeve There’s a new act in the circus ring But tricks is what he lacks Non-believers he condemns New leaders he backs Hung by his knees on another trapeze Some god tries to shine a light But all he catches is a glimpse Of the light that dims and a crowd that just turns blind Those blessed ones who do not think Do not question, do not know accept a clown who gives them words And shoves that down their throats

I finally decided to upgrade my account, and added more songs. More songs will probably follow in the next few days, but I first have to figure out what all the advantages are of an upgraded account. And feel free to leave a comment or send a message if you like the songs.

I don't know who's interested in my songs........I don't even know if anyone reads this hehe.......but if you do you can listen to my songs at http://www.jamwave.com/rinyville and if you want to listen to some of my covers then click on http://www.jamwave.com/rinyvillecovers