Kintyre's Pipes

Such is the predicament
of music these days
that when someone
hears something
out of their ordinary
experience, they think
it's daft, an embarrasment
to be swept away,
even if it's in no way
something to be
ashamed of.

Paul was the only guy
who understood what
everyone was really
getting at, and
when he pointed it out,
suddenly everyone
realized that's
not what they meant,
and that sort of
explains why he's
not respected
like he should be.

He's an icon
and a joke
at the same time.
If John were still
around, people
would flock to him.
If George, still
to Paul, curiously,
because George,
in his reflective way,
always gave off the
same vibes Paul
unearthed, which
made George all
spooky funny,
if generally
respected, like
an elder, even though
he died pretty young.

It's the same thing
that's happening
with Bob, and
the reason Jack
and his lost sheep
are no longer
so favored
in the culture,
because they have
struck on what's
really going on,
rather than what's
cool. They would never
leave on a blank screen.

Maybe it's because
I've been amazed at music
for most of my life
that I can still
appreciate what Paul
does, what he's been up to
since the band broke up,
even though I haven't
followed it all along
(granted, for some of
that time, I was't
actually here).

Music, I think,
ought to be something
we don't have to follow
to know. Some of it
is the public consciousness,
but some of it we need
to find, because
it should be found, like
buried treasures of history.
Not evertything of value
is out in the open.
The Metaphysics say
Value can be found,
even when lost.
Some things are
overlooked,
but they're
still there.

Out there,
on a mull.