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The most depressing part of my day occurs when I’m doing something that I love to do.

Every day I stumble across something new musically. Through the aid of Pandora, blogs, news, hearsay & my due diligence in finding what I need to keep going, I am constantly surprised by the quality of certain tracks and their beauty.

So what’s the problem? I’m constantly finding little gems hidden throughout society. I understand this is subjective, but I’d like to think I have enough experience to be able to pick out melodically sound compositions & above average production value. Whether that is true is not for me to say but I try my best. Regardless, the key word here is “hidden.”

Once a night I am intrigued to learn about an artist. Or even just the song itself. I’m mesmerized by what they did & how they put together this piece of art. So I go searching. Most of the time I can find something on the artist or the track. Random songs do not get submitted to Pandora without a bit of screening.

For the times I don’t find much on them, I continue to dig further. I check Discogs for information about what they have done. Once in a while I will stumble across a Wikipedia page about the artist. One with no links or any information about the individual(s) that created this work. Vague references to what they’ve done. Maybe a 100x100 thumbnail of the album artwork from 2001.

It pains me to hear something that strikes such an intense chord and then fail to find more information about it. Did this go overlooked? Is it just me who enjoys this? Why didn’t this get bigger than it did? Was it ahead of its time? Was it too late for its time?

I want to find these people, physically shake them with my hands and tell them, “You are amazing. You are amazing at what you do. I am so sorry.”

And yet, I have to turn on the radio and listen to the same 20 songs on rotation for weeks. And weeks.

I know this will come off as condescending even when I don’t mean it to be. I just wish that people could open their eyes to the wonders that are out there. I wish they could see what others have seen. I wish people would stop letting music be delivered to them aimlessly, but rather help the cause and find it yourself. I would even say that I wish that everyone cared more, but this is naturally a false hope that cannot & should not be enforced. The joy it brings me is overwhelming and I just want to share it.

Moral of the story: If I have to fucking hear “Starships” one more time by Nicki Minaj, I’m going to drink bleach.

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Surrealism: Speaking the Language of Dreams (Essay)




Native Australians believe that the dream world (dreamtime) is "realer" than reality. They may be right.

In the real world, we are realistic.  We solve practical, everyday problems using our conscious, logical minds.  But when we dream, our unconscious minds take over.

In the dream world, we are surrealistic.  The linear flow of time breaks down, and images and relationships become illogical, often bizarre.  While our conscious minds deal with waking reality, our unconscious minds give vent to our more instinctive thoughts and feelings.

Good artists in all media know how to access their unconscious mind.  It's the wellspring of human creativity, and its language is universally understood.  This is why I agree with aboriginal Australians that dreamtime is at least as real as waking reality.




The language of the dream world is also the language of art and myth.  Although surreal art is as old as mankind, Surrealism as a cultural movement is much newer, dating back to the 1920's.

The founding Surrealist artists and writers, such as Salvador Dali and Andre Breton, regarded their work as a philosophical movement, establishing new standards for art and literature.  Surreal artists desire, above all, a free flow of material from their unconscious mind to their art.  The hallmark of their work is a jarring juxtaposition of ideas and/or images that resembles those in dreams and nightmares.

Surreal art in any form (literary or visual) usually includes one or more of the following (the most important characteristics are bolded):

1. A dream-like quality.

2. Bizarre or illogical juxtaposition of ideas or images in a thought-provoking way.

3. Non-linear flow of time.

4. Breakdown of logical thought.

5. Symbols or archetypes that speak to our conscious as well as our unconscious minds.

6. A dark and/or ironic sense of humor.




In surrealism, ideas often manifest as archetypes (universal symbols), making it possible for surreal art and literature to be understood by everyone.  Deep psychological truths and connections may be revealed in symbolic form.

Salvador Dali suggests this connection in what may be the best-known of all surreal paintings, The Persistence of Memory (above).  The clue to this jarring image lies in the title.  As suggested by his melted clocks, the past is gone forever, except in our memories.  

But when we sleep (as suggested by the sleeping walrus-like creature) our mind makes sense of our memories by ordering them and converting some into archetypal symbols.  A clinical study recently demonstrated that, while asleep, we replay our dreams many times, gradually reducing the emotional content and increasing the symbolic content. 




French writer Arthur Rimbaud (forefather to the Surrealist movement) takes a simple plot-- a boat-ride down a river-- and turns it into a lucid nightmare.

In his poem The Drunken Boat, crew members die at the onset, but this doesn't concern the narrator, who wants his boat to drift so he can explore uncharted waters.  Logic and linearity are discarded, a clue that we are entering surrealism.

As the narrator sinks deeper into his unconscious, his boat also sinks, and he is left floating on the sea in a death-trance:

And from that time on I bathed in the Poem
Of the Sea, star-infused and churned into milk,
Devouring the green azures... entranced in pallid flotsam.

Rimbaud's wildly creative language amazes me, even in translation. The poem of the sea? There's no way that these words originated in his conscious mind.  Notice how he uses only two words (which aren't normally used together)-- "pallid flotsam"-- to conjure up a floating, moonlit corpse.

If you'd like something more modern, try these lyrics by Australian poet/songwriter Steve Kilbey of The Church:

"They're going to send you away" she said
Psychic angels spread on the top of her head
And in the compartments of my dread
The rush hour crush travels home to bed

"You never seem to hear" she smiled
Statues tiptoe for a glimpse of the child
The lawns are always lush and wild
Spacious floors bejeweled and tiled

"How are you getting home" she laughed
Mermaids drowned but I clung to the raft
It's just the water in the bath
An interlude for the busy staff



Drowning is a theme here as well, but it's only part of the story.  This is an evocative picture of a psychiatric hospital visit, complete with a look inside the heads of both the visitor and the patient.  Kilbey's point of view is deliberately enigmatic-- the anxious visitor may see a deluded woman, while the patient seems to see the hospital as her palace and her bathtub as a sea inhabited by mermaids.




What about traumatic events (and their resulting dreams) that cannot be reduced to symbols and/or archetypes?  In my experience, these are particularly difficult to resolve. 

When society experiences important events that cannot be understood as existing archetypes, it's up to artists to create new ones. Above, David Bowers does just that in his portrayal of global warming as a femme fatale.  This artist suggests that global warming is a lethal event driven by our greed and lust.



Surrealism is a particularly relevant art form in times of turmoil and social upheaval. What is the current state of our governmental gridlock if not surreal?  I think Derek Nobbs (above; notice the background pattern) agrees with me, as he portrays one of the most frightening archetypes I can imagine-- a cruel and nihilistic ruler, in this case with his head emptied of all knowledge.


Photo credits: 1. Virgo Paraiso, A Taste of Paradise; 2. Untitled by Maura Holden, 3. The Persistence of Memory by Salvador Dali, 3. Untitled by David M. Bowers, 4 and 5: Artists Unknown 6. A Hole in the Head So All Knowledge May Pass by Derek Nobbs.

Artist web sites: Virgo Paraiso, Maura HoldenDavid BowersBeinart Surreal Art Collective 

Copyright 2013 by Ann Marcaida.