Darby, Love...

Spoken-word poetry reading by an elderly Australian grandmother voice (Melbourne), close-mic ribbon vibe, natural speech cadence, plate 1, 2 s with gentle bloom after phrases, Opens as haunted Baroque collage in the style of Handel on a detuned radio: A minor, detuned harpsichord arpeggios, tremolo cello, sul ponticello strings, cathedral reverb, vinyl crackle, light wow/flutter, gentle micro-skips, reverse-choir swells, low room hum, Start 64 BPM rubato, After the “play Gloria” line, morph to 128 BPM pop-rock: four-on-the-floor live kit, steady electric bass, jangly rhythm guitars with clean arpeggios, soaring 80s pad, short gated snare, subtle Italo shimmer, Between verses, dip back into haunted textures and quiet birds or sea, Do not quote Gloria melody, Brighten after “love is free, ” End by muting drums to music-box, reverb tail, vinyl hiss, quiet cosmic fade

"Darby, love, I’m full of secrets. 
Would you like to know one? 
Well, I’m not telling."

"Darby, love, I want the song “Gloria” by Laura Branigan played at my wedding - I mean funeral."

[Chorus]
Darby, love.
Darby, love.
Was it something that I said?
Are the voices in your head calling, Darby Love?

"Darby, love, I know my ceiling is yellow from cigarettes, I know I drink ten coffees a day, I know my life is falling apart ... but I hope you’re looking after yourself, love."

"Darby, love, let’s go open my overdue bill on the beach while watching an incredible sunset and see which emotion wins."

[Chorus]
Darby, love.
Darby, love.
Was it something that I said?
Are the voices in your head calling, Darby Love?

"Darby, love, life isn’t nailed together with numbers and facts. It’s flimsily held together with birdsong, fading sunsets, and stray cats under parked cars."

"Darby, love, I can have a dream about having a million dollars, but when I wake up, it doesn’t exist. But I can have a dream about a song that I’ve never heard, and when I wake up, I can hum it! Numbers don’t work in dreams, but music does. And that’s all I need to know about everything."

[Chorus]
Darby, love.
Darby, love.
There was something that I said
Just the voices in my head calling, 
Darby Love.

"Darby, love, all the hate in the world is sold to you, and all the love in the world is free."

"Darby, love, one day all that will remain of you will be the atmosphere of a lingering smile you left in the street from a moment of unexplained happiness. A happiness that arrived without a plan, a beautiful glitch in the system. And a lifetime from now, someone’s going to stroll through the same space where you planted that smile and feel good for seemingly no reason at all."

"Darby, love, I’ve been watching documentaries of the universe and taking photos of the TV as I travel through the outer stretches of the cosmos ... 
wowee, love, you’re really missing out!"

[Chorus]
Darby, love.
Darby, love.
Just remember what I said
The secret crow that's in your head
Darby, tell it love.
Darby, love.

[Outro]
"I hope you’re looking after yourself, love."

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"Darby, love, my old, barely working record player wobbles out music like it’s haunted. I can’t afford to fix it, but I’ve come to like haunted Tchaikovsky and Handel. It’s still incredible." "Darby, love, I’m full of secrets. Would you like to know one? Well, I’m not telling." "Darby, love, I want the song “Gloria” by Laura Branigan played at my wedding - I mean funeral." [Chorus] Darby, love. Darby, love. Was it something that I said? Are the voices in your head calling, Darby Love? "Darby, love, I know my ceiling is yellow from cigarettes, I know I drink ten coffees a day, I know my life is falling apart ... but I hope you’re looking after yourself, love." "Darby, love, let’s go open my overdue bill on the beach while watching an incredible sunset and see which emotion wins." [Chorus] Darby, love. Darby, love. Was it something that I said? Are the voices in your head calling, Darby Love? "Darby, love, life isn’t nailed together with numbers and facts. It’s flimsily held together with birdsong, fading sunsets, and stray cats under parked cars." "Darby, love, I can have a dream about having a million dollars, but when I wake up, it doesn’t exist. But I can have a dream about a song that I’ve never heard, and when I wake up, I can hum it! Numbers don’t work in dreams, but music does. And that’s all I need to know about everything." [Chorus] Darby, love. Darby, love. There was something that I said Just the voices in my head calling, Darby Love. "Darby, love, all the hate in the world is sold to you, and all the love in the world is free." "Darby, love, one day all that will remain of you will be the atmosphere of a lingering smile you left in the street from a moment of unexplained happiness. A happiness that arrived without a plan, a beautiful glitch in the system. And a lifetime from now, someone’s going to stroll through the same space where you planted that smile and feel good for seemingly no reason at all." "Darby, love, I’ve been watching documentaries of the universe and taking photos of the TV as I travel through the outer stretches of the cosmos ... wowee, love, you’re really missing out!" [Chorus] Darby, love. Darby, love. Just remember what I said The secret crow that's in your head Darby, tell it love. Darby, love. [Outro] "I hope you’re looking after yourself, love."

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