I will admit I’m not a fan of jazz or Dixieland. It’s not awful like Rap, it’s just not my cup of tea. But I will listen to just about anything.
I have many MP3 files of my favorites. I use WinAmp as my player because it is superior to any media player. I could go into a long dissertation about how Windows Media Player destroys cover art, but that is a discussion for another time. What I want to talk about is Minilyrics. I have mentioned this product in blog posts before. It is fun to see the lyrics appear as the singer sings each line. It completes the song.
However, today I decided to create the lyrics for Elvis’ version of Don’t Be Cruel. I went through my steps, assigning a specific line of lyrics to a specific time in the song. When I played the song back to check that the lyrics matched, I was startled. I was watching the lyrics appear, but when Elvis would sing the line, it was disconnected somehow. I would see and hear the words, but something was…well, missing! And then it dawned on me.
Elvis’ vocal style is so unlike anyone else. Yes, the words to the lyrics you see are correct. Yes, you can sing along. But there is just something WEIRD about reading the bland and unemotional lyrics at the same time you listen to Elvis put his heart, soul, and passion into every syllable. It’s like listening to someone describe the contents of an Ansel Adam’s photograph. Yes, technically there is a mountain, and sky, and clouds, and a lake, and shadows, and flowers, and all manner of nature. But when you actually see the photograph you realize the narrator hasn’t told you anything about it. The contents are there but the distinction between what you see and what you observe is monumental.
This is what Elvis brings to music. It’s like I heard him sing for the very first time.