Monday, October 14, 2013

365 Days of Jazz Hands - Day 287

MONDAY, OCTOBER 14th, 2013

Longing is to remembering as causeways are to bridges.

Causeways are always bridges, however bridges are not always causeways.  The bridge is an all encompassing expression used to describe any structure used to cross over and/or avoid terrain that would otherwise be considered impassable.  It is also an overused, cliché metaphor.  Citing Simon and Garfunkel's great song, "Bridge Over Troubled Water" as a prime example.  The causeway, while technically a bridge made of all the same material, is merely a structure that keeps the traveler from getting soggy.  Simon and Garfunkel scrapped the first draft of their famous lyrics, deciding that "Causeway Over Inconvenient, Swampy Ground" didn't seem to have the impact they were shooting for.

Longing is always remembering, but remembering is not always a form of longing.  Remembering is the foundation of the learning process, and helps us make sense of our present world and future existence.  Reflection is another way to express this function.  Longing is want, and is an unitchable scratch.  Longing is that sad, lonely place that makes one listen to sad songs like "Bridge Over Troubled Water" hoping eternally for the unattainable.

Incidentally, causeways have a tendency to be long and longing serves no proper cause.

The point is this:  In a Jazz Hands post many months ago I stated that there is a distinct difference between a bridge and a causeway and that I'd explain the difference.  It took me a good long time, but I finally made something up to cover my bases.  Plus, I have been looking for a connection to bring up "Bridge Over Troubled Water" as it's a truly great song, cliché or not.

I personally like their song "The Boxer" a bit more, and although it could serve as a great example of longing, it didn't seem to hold the same relevance.

The arduous task of relating all of this to hand jazzing is a tall order, however.  Simply put, jazzing your hands is more remembering and reflecting, and longing is nearly impossible (82%) while wiggling the hands frantically about in a joyous fit of life's embracement.

If deployed properly (or intended to be done properly, as form and function do not necessarily have to be in alignment), Jazz Hands are a bridge over troubled water...or a causeway over inconvenient, swampy ground.


Day two-hundred and eighty-seven complete.

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