CHUCK LORRE PRODUCTIONS, #165
I have always been a literal and linear writer. For better or worse, when I put words on paper, my mind seeks logic and clarity. I think this is the reason my song-writing career peaked at, "They're the world's most fearsome fighting team, they're heroes on a half shell and they're green." But more importantly, my creative defect has caused me to live with a dirty little secret -- I don't really get classical or pop poetry. When Bob Dylan sang, quite assertively, that "the answer was blowin' in the wind," I knew it was not. The only thing blowin' in the wind was wind, dirt, leaves and miscellaneous crap light enough to become temporarily airborne. Not that I could share this with anyone. It was not for me to question the voice of my generation. But privately I always thought it would have been a better song if he simply told us what the 'answer' was. ("How many roads must a man walk down, before they could call him a man?" Nine. Six if he jogs.) The reason I bring this up is that I aspire to break free from the confines of logic. I yearn to write thought-provoking, surrealistic sojourns into the realm of the unfettered spirit. I dream that just once, the muses will infuse my soul with graceful poetry that speaks to the heart. That my "Blowin' in the Wind" will not be the cheap punch line to a dirty joke that I tried to sneak past the network censor.
1st Aired: 16 Oct 2006