Monday, September 10, 2012

The World's Least Spiritual Soul: New Song.

OK, enough time has passed since The Bug 'Utch cd. Time to be getting on with the new stuff! Click the image to listen.

Shock! Horror! The World’s Least Spiritual Soul ... might just be The Worlds Most Spiritual Soul!!! SONG. Listen:

Lyrics, below.

SPIRITUAL .... hmm ...? This state of (?) being has always somewhat bemused me. Mostly, because I really don’t understand the terms with which spiritual folk use. (Truly, I cannot relate.) ... I have no idea; sorry, no answers, here. I just “am.” I “do.” Does that answer the question? And what was it, anyway? :)  

Among friends, I will often mockingly declare myself as The World’s Least Spiritual Soul, not really because I believe it, but mostly to playfully elicit a response. I have to say that all of my good buds will then rush to my defense with ” Oh no, that’s not true, Robin, you are very spiritual”—Oh Really, I then respond. Smirks.

Recently, a good friend of mine, Stacey Parry of Soulful Transitions (doing very important work and the subject of Rap 1 in the song) declared on Twitter "You are not alone. Psychic network, make friends, etc …" I responded with “I am alone; I am The Worlds Least Spiritual Human Being. I must be alone. Surely?” She then responded "You are NOT alone. Authenticity is the best part of spiritual. You live my definition of the most spiritual." Hmm … This phrase stuck with me for a week: “Authenticity ... is ... Spirituality.” ... I cogitated on it. And when I finished, I masticated ... thermagulated, even. Finally, I hit on an idea. What if someone (not necessarily me) who believed himself to be The World’s Least Spiritual Soul, actually found out the bald truth; he was in fact The World’s Most Spiritual Soul—HaHah! Hey presto! There's the song.

Having seen and really liked recent art by No Eye People: raVenMackay aka Nasty Mushroom Gal, I thought her illustration of “me” from 35 years ago was most appropriate. She kindly allowed me to use it. “Delicate but Resolute” I choose to term it. She no doubt calls it something else. (Please check out her web, as with with my other partners in crime, below)

Guitar & Arrangement: LRW - Laurence Whiteley
Art: No Eye People
Inspiration: Stacey Parry

LYRICS - Robin Thomas Quinn ©2012

Authenticity is spirituality, according to a pro, is "me", well, apparently,
and she should know, she does it all day long,
calls herself "transitioner," a mighty fine practitioner.
Now I describe myself as The World's Least Spiritual Soul,
moving away from "possession" is my goal.
Can I live my life without a safety net?
Tryin' real hard; I'll get there … I'll get there.

Tell me, where is "there?"
Tell me where you're going to.

Dah, dah, dah, dah. Dah, dah, dah. Dah, dah dah. Dah, dah dah … I'll get there.

With this in mind, I'll just have to confront myself—"Artie Q: who are you?"
And I should know, I do "me" all day long;
an imposter of Krishna, a nary Christian missioner.  
Now, I've not claimed myself as a man of lofty goals,
I'll leave that up to others with religious souls.
A short dry capucino drink is all I'd like to get
Forget the Splendid Journey … Are we there yet?

Dah, dah, dah, dah. Dah, dah, dah.

Doesn't help with the big picture; view it all, it'll just restrict ya.
(One) Step in front of another, the mountain I'll discover.
When confronted with enormity, get busy like a bee;
visualize my destiny, I'll be the Super Ant in me.
Now I describe myself as The World's Least Spiritual—
I'm having second thoughts about it;
I'd be lying if I said I hadn't thought about it.
I had a change of heart—I'm going to Nirvana … I'll get there

Baby, ooh baby, I'll get there. Yeah.
Dah, dah, dah, dah. Dah, dah, dah.
Spirituality equals Authenticity, without it an eternity, yeah baby.

I'll get there.

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