Rut 5

So I know this is super late but I wasn't able to complete this assignment until now. So I really hate it when people are walking their dog and then they don't clean up after their dog has defecated in my yard. So I made this awesome poster to remind them how to be responsible dog walkers.

Rut #5-Rob Witt

Fall is one of my favorite times of the year. I love how it starts getting cooler, the leaves change colors, my birthday is celebrated, and you can't forget Halloween, it is an all around good time.

My educational plaque is inspired by the fall colors, and I decided to post up at Rock Canyon. I love Rock Canyon and can be found up the canyon at least once a week rock climbing, hiking, or running. The plaque shows three of the most common kind of tree's that change colors up Rock Canyon, with pictures of each to help hikers recognize them.

Abby Young: Rut 5

Here is my depressing song. After several attempts at a humorous lymrick, I realized that emo monologues come more naturally to me. I guess I do wear black a lot.

Look at me

Looming decisions won’t let me be free

Look at you

You know what you want and you know what to do

The wind blows my hair til it swallows my face

My footing gets shaky and my heart starts to race

A voice calls my name and begs me to follow

I try to take steps but my bones feel so hollow

Look at me

I’m crippled with anxiety

Look at you.

Your confidence shatters my weary world view

You see your end goal at the top of the peak

Without hesitation, you move your small feet

Up the switchbacks and steep cliffs of your life

You waltz right through without any strife

Look at me

I don’t know who I want to be

Look at you

Your aspirations are something you always knew

Scott's Song - Or something

Preface - For lack of having an actual song, I decided to post some of my brainstorming that may or may not make any sense:


My Song. Funny Things
I was
The three fingered mitten!
Oh inception, you drive me crazy
I left the theater feeling hazy
How soul
what a worthless son
couldn't think of lyrics
I put off this assignment all week
what sing about
what to sing about

crack! crack!
Insulation
Krill!
PENGUINS EAT KRILL!


-Thank you.

Rut #5- Laura Coalwell

Elementary Romance


Little boys and girls
Cut cardboard hearts
And give them out at school
They run away
Sign phony names
And pray they'll get one, too.

Little boys and girls
Play games of house
And get married on the playground
They hold hands
Play kissing tag
And laugh when they fall down.

(Bridge)
And then
They grow up
They fall hard
They get crushed
And they're back to where they started
And sometimes
They give up
And keep those cardboard hearts locked up

When did they learn
To think they aren't enough?

Little boys and girls
become
Grown up boys and girls
who have
Little boys and girls
who remind them

how to love.


{This assignment was one of the harder ones for me. Not because of the actually writing of a song, I've written a fair share of them before, but because it was writing for a deadline. Generally when I write (in any form), it comes at random times and I write it down. There are very few times where I sit down at a computer or with a notebook with the intention of writing a song or a poem or something really great. I've always felt like my best work comes when I'm not trying to write something good.

This may not be the best thing I've ever written
But it was a good experience.
This whole deadline thing.
Because it's the way the advertising world works.
And even the creative world.
Because if there is no deadline, there is often no finished product.}

Tyler Nelson : Caterpillar College

Here is the song I wrote! Hope you enjoy. Thanks to my wife for filming this!

Writing Songs--Marie Lewis

So, writing songs is really difficult. For me its really easy to come up with the first stanza . . . and then it goes downhill from there. I started like six songs, and they all had wonderful first stanzas, and then I got writer's block. So I decided to post a parody that I wrote with one of my good friends a couple of months ago. It was a really random, out of the ordinary, amazing happening.

I find its much easier if you already have the melody and have a writing partner. Turns out you don't say nearly as many stupid things when someone tells you not to (thank you Jordan Moody). I figure this is why art directors and copywriters work together. I bet the work they produce going at it together is infinitely better than the work they produce writing alone--just a guess.

Things I learned:
1) I love writing songs.
2) I need direction.
3) It is impossible to write a song without direction.
4) Two heads are better than one.
5) Rhyming dictionaries are a gift from God.
6) People who write their own music and lyrics are genius and deserve to have million dollar gold toilets in their bathrooms.


Why I Date No One At All:
Lyrics by Marie Lewis and Jordan Moody
To the tune of Alison Krauss’s When You Say Nothing At All


It’s amazing how I can screw up all the time.
I’ve been waiting so long for my partner in crime.
Try as I may, I still hear every week,
When the bishop gets up to speak:

You need to get married, quit wasting your time
There’s a girl in your ward I’m sure she’ll do just fine.
An interview’s sure when he hears me say out in the hall:
I do it best, when I date no one at all.

So I asked her out for Ice cream last Friday night,
But when I pulled her close, she put up a fight.
Oh my old bishop will never believe,
What she said when she got up to leave.

I’ve found you RM’s, you all act just the same.
I don’t want to say, but your mamma’s to blame.
You think you’re real cool when you quote the apostle Paul,
I/You do it best, when I/you date no one at all.

The look on her face lets me know that hates me
There’s a truth in your eyes sayin’ she’ll never date me
She pushes reject on her phone, whenever I call,
I do it best, when I date no one at all.

Rut 5 -- Elise Meservy

Unknown

Who said it's Colonel Mustard in the kitchen with the wrench?
Who declared navy blue as not matching with black?
Who ordered sweating as unsocial while saying Obesity isn't either?
Who utters
Who decides a chocolate is simply a savory candy?

It's all unknown to me.
Time can only tell.
But then we'll see,
Time can only tell.

What's on the backside of an eclipse?
And what's above a floating hot air balloon?
What's growing on top the Ocean's Algae?
What's within the sparks of a crackling fire?
What's after a flickering street light finally dims?


It's all unknown to me.
Time can only tell.
But then we'll see,
Time can only tell.

Where does the end of our drain pipe lead?
And where does you chalk mural leave me?
Where's that Google search sending she?
Where do the roots of a weeping willow grow?
And where do a songbird's tunes go?

It's all unknown to me.
Time can only tell.
But then we'll see,
Time can only tell.

What comes at the end of each movie's credits?
What's written in the pages of that book you bought me?
What happens after you finally harvest your garden?
What's within that diploma I'm holding in my hands?
And what's decided in those candles I'm blowing out?

It's all unknown to me.
Time can only tell.
But then we'll see,
Time can only tell.

How many licks does it take to get to the center of a lollipop?
And how does a mailman get his mail?
How come wrinkles are viewed as ugly?
How can your shadow leave without a trace?
And how do you know when to end a song...

It's all unknown to me.
Time can only tell.
But then we'll see,
Time can only tell.

That was a REAL rut for me! I have always thought about how cool it would be to write a song, but I have never actually tried it because my songs always turn out WAY too cheesy...as this one did.

I did not want to rhyme my song for that exact reason. Not all songs rhyme and if they do it is because 1. they are meant to be cheesy like a parody or 2. they are very subtle and so it works. So, I tried not to make mine rhyme but now it seems kind of choppy.

I think my enjoyment for writing poetry kind of got in the way of this assignment. I think poetry can be cheesy and get away with it..but not songs. haha. I think I prefer the structure of a poem.

Overall, It was freeing to write this but I found it very difficult to figure out a topic. This idea of the Unknown kind of came to me because our class is all about discovering and questioning the unknown...and plus life is kind of filled with unknowns with me at this point in my life.

Lullaby by Summer Holm

The following lyrics are less like a song and more like a mild rap. When I discovered the RUT for this week was a song I started spitting rhymes while taking a walk with my husband and offspring over the weekend. The following is what we came up with. And it’s the new nightly lullaby in our house…

Ba ba Baby Ba ba Baby
you small and tiny and straight up crazy
nothing to do and everything to see
if we could find your mute button, there could be some sanity

Enjoy this time cute baby
it’s the only time a double chin aint a sin
and even sleeping in church is a win

Ba Ba Baby Ba Ba Baby

We poor and clueless
but we gave you good genetics
and some day at youth dances you will see all the funny
you will realize good looks is money
Ba Ba Baby Ba Ba Baby
We poor students
but we are young and funny
and wont embarrass you like your grandmummy

Little girl, we won’t lie we have no clue what we are doing

That why when your dad dress’s you, you look like Halloween

Bring on the endless bottles and annoying kid shows
We’ll get you back someday with embarrassing home videos
Enjoy this time cute baby
it’s the only time drooling is allowed
and you can scream like bobby brown in a public crowd

Ba Ba Baby Ba Ba Baby
We poor and clueless

But we ain’t totally fruitless
In hip and modern we will stand

And we promise to never roll in a mini van
Ba Ba Baby Ba Ba Baby
We poor and young
but you’ll grow up on decent music
and can eat otterpops for breakfast in the summer sun.

From this experience I learned that when trying to rhyme, you end up having to be more creative. It was funny to try and think up what I want to say and somehow warping it into a line that was nothing short of tacky. One thing is for sure…This isn’t your momma’s lullaby

La la la (McKenna)

Okay, so I learned that I'm not a very good songwriter.

I actually tried writing a lot of different songs, in a lot of different styles, and they were all pretty bad.  I originally wanted to avoid angsty, too.... but that didn't happen.  My attempts at humorous songs were flat-out cheesy, so kudos to Flight of the Conchords for making it look deceptively easy.

So I settled on this song, the first I wrote.  I tried to write a song from the perspective of the princess in the tower- she's locked away, physically and emotionally and needs someone to save her.  (Okay, so this song is really cheesy, too.  I might just be a big block of sharp cheddar.  Or Monterey Jack.  Or Brie... yum.  Sue me.)

Also, I learned that writing an actual melody is killer hard (for me).  I tried.  And failed.  So you just get lyrics.  But I think I'll try again at some point because that is something I would really like to accomplish.

Here goes nothing:

Who Am I?

I hide my heart so you can't see.
It's mine to protect and be lonely.
I sometimes wish that I could let you in
But that would require me to be trusting.
I can't.
That's more than I can be.

Behind this mask lies a girl
Who secretly wants you to be her world.
It won't be easy.  It'll be really hard.
But if you push on through, you'll win my love
I know.
And we'll be so happy.

(Chorus:)

So fight through the thorns and jump the moat.

Scale the wall.  Please, please don't choke.

Unlock the door to the tower.

You'll have to wake me with your power.

Please kiss me even though I'm really scared.

Because you fought your way in, you deserve to be here.

We'll make this work.  We're together now.

I only know why, I'm not sure how.

But know.

That I love you.

(Chorus:)

So push through the thorns and jump the moat.

Scale the wall.  Please, please don't choke.

Unlock the door to the tower.

You'll have to wake me with your power.

I know this isn't a fairy tale.
Even though it's a story of boy meets girl.
Love isn't easy.  It's really hard.
But worth it because you'll have my heart.
Please know.
That I love you.

Forever I'll be true.

I love you.

(The End)

Rut 5- kristen scharf

I wrote my song in welsh. hopefully it could be sung to some really hardcore dance techno. I call it Mwnci Drwg - meaning naughty monkey.

Ers tro, fi
Wedi gweld ti
Mwynhau heddiw
Yfory dw i'n gadael

Ein chwerthin a amser
Ein wên a dagrau
Cofio i'n popeth
Ein ddim ben eto

Brenhines yn fy trons
Drosodd a thro
Mae rhaid i fi gwen
Diolch am dawn

Ein chwerthin a amser
Ein wên a dagrau
Cofio i'n popeth
Ein ddim ben eto

Ymddengys ti'n hoff fi
Beth bynnag am hynny
Dwi'n mynd adref

Dy crys t digrif
Mwynhau heddiw
Yfory dw i'n gadael

Gyda phob barch
Penwan ti yn
Mwnci drwg
Dod yn ôl fi

I LEARNED: Songs are fun to write. Songs are hard to write in other languages. Songs are REALLY hard to rhyme in other languages, especially when you don't speak it super well. But hey, I wanted to challenge myself. Plus there aren't too many welsh songs besides weird folk music, so here is a start for the near dying language.
The creative juices i used were- trying to turn a real experience into lyrics that i could translate and sound somewhat clever. My brain hurts.