[critique] Re: Yonder comes a Filker: The whips, The hot coals.

[Sean Cleary <SCleary@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx>]

Ok.
No problem then.

	-----Original Message-----
	From:	Maya Corbin [SMTP:kyttn@comclin.net]
	Sent:	Tuesday, February 13, 2001 12:04
	To:	critique@filknet.org
	Subject:	[critique] Re: Yonder comes a Filker: The whips,
The hot coals.


	----- Original Message -----

	From: Sean Cleary <SCleary@delmarmedical.com>
	To: <critique@filknet.org>
	Sent: Tuesday, February 13, 2001 8:01 AM
	Subject: [critique] Yonder comes a Filker: The whips, The hot
coals.
	<snip>

	>
	> But, the song lacks passion. It is good, not great. It has
good lines,
	> and I might find myself singing it, but where is the feeling?
Where is
	> the pain? I am not sure that it is not a parody of the
feelings
	> expressed, a satire? How do you feel when parodied? You object
when the
	> subject is changed to offensive humor, but at a almost
parliamentary
	> objection level, not a passionate level, not from hurt
feelings, but
	> from vaguely offended sense of something.
	> Please explain the feeling of violation(??) to someone who
would be
	> honored to produce anything good enough to be parodied.
	>
	> Sean

	As Lee said in her post, this song was not meant to be serious.
Does the
	final verse (added in my response to Lee) clarify things at all?
This song
	came about very much because of a couple of parodies that would
not leave my
	brain and some that Greg introduced me to (Honey Glazed Ham for
example),
	and a discussion about a song that Gwen Knighton wrote which was
filked
	within a couple of hours of posting!  It is meant to be rather
	tongue-in-cheek and silly more than something serious.


	Maya