Noel Gallagher has admitted that he was thinking about allowing Amy Winehouse to sing some of the “spare” songs he has written, but he does not think that she will live long enough.

The Oasis songwriter and guitarist says that he has “30-odd” songs left over from recording sessions of the band’s new album Dig Out Your Soul.

He said that he did not know what to do with them all and has considered giving them to another artist to sing.

Speaking to NME magazine, he said: “Well, there’s a few that sound like girls could sing them, but who? Amy Winehouse? She’ll be dead before I write another one.”

However, Gallagher added he had also toyed with the idea of letting Duffy to sing the songs or even allowing them to be used in a film.

He said: “That Duffy’s alright. I could imagine her singing a few of the tracks. But I might put them forward for a film, although I don’t want them to end up in any romantic comedies.”

and yet here I am: Some say third person ‘untrustworthy narrator’ is mastery for writers. It lends itself to allegory and transcendence of theme and so on… as much as understatement… all good for poetry. My best example is ‘Metamorphosis” by Kafka?? but he is European. Jack and group, sorry I can’t go into this one without some explanation.

I usually go to Emily Dickinson’s unaltered poems, or Sara Teasdale, or Edna St. Vincent Millary… for getting me going on any sort of dialogue. Like a song that most often is first person, if it can include the third person as in “I said; she said,” as if a narrated story of something that happened; that is my preference. When it is ‘I said, you said” “or “You have to” second person often sounds like preaching, so I do not enjoy the song so much.

Oh, those poets are all women? American women? Yep, women write better poetry than do men, most of the time. Women have larger vocabularies, and more experience with dialogue in using a larger vocabulary in dialogue. When men finally get to that point I think Carl Jung says it is gender finding the anima of his existence. Anima is the female element in the male unconscious, animus in the female unconscious. (Jung, C G; 1964; Man and his Symbols)..

Randy Newman has a unique point of view and it is nice of Jayne/Jack to bring it up for discussion. I was around when “The Lovin’ Spoonful” gave me poem poison with lyrics I still have memorized [well, mostly]. “Hot town; summer in the city, back of my neck gettin’ burnt and pretty…” imagine it as an anthem growing up in Houston for me.

Example of Sara Teasdale:

Love Songs
Life has loveliness to sell,
All beautiful and splendid things,
Blue waves whitened on a cliff,
Soaring fire that sways and sings,
And children’s faces looking up
Holding wonder like a cup.
[...]
Or –
Night Song at Amalfi
I asked the heaven of stars
What I should give my love–
It answered me with silence,
Silence above.

I asked the darkened sea
Down where the fishers go–
It answered me with silence,
Silence below.

Proof positive = http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kmC1UuBdp20

But seriously, I heard the Zevon studied with Stravinsky but, I never heard an overt influence there but, yeah I can see the point lyrically. Although, I can see the autobiographical side of his stuff in places where I don’t with Randy Newman. Sometimes that is illusory or persona driven. I don’t think Johnny Cash shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die but, I could envision him doing it. I don’t think Warren was gambling in Havana but, I’m sure he went home with a waitress or two.

Ahem….