Sestina

This is the moment he has been waiting for.

As he slowly walks onto the court

He thinks how far he as had to travel

To make this a reality.

The crowd cheers and then he waves,

The fun part is over, time for the work.

New strings on the racquet are a good perk.

He concentrates while looking at the floor,

He thinks about all the energy he gave,

But he still loves the sport.

He has to get into the right mentality, 

He can't afford to let his game unravel.

Before the first serve he looks down at the gravel

He looks at his opponent who has a smirk,

He knows that he can't loose his vitality.

In the first set he's already down by four,

He needs some support,

It feels like he is digging his own grave.

His face is grave

He wishes that he was at home playing scrabble.

Slowing down the pace is his last resort.

The ball hits the net again and he goes berserk.

Soon his hand starts to get sore.

He can't leave the court, he is a slave.

It's time to be brave.

Shadows begin to lurk

Across the clay floor

At which he marvels.

He does everything to try and save

The match. He is getting fed up with the sport.

For a while it looks like he might not fall short,

His opponent looses his temper and misbehaves.

He is starting to act like a jerk.

A victory is what he craves.

Soon he cannot hear the crowd babble

And everything he starts to ignore.

He just realized that he wrote the poem 

wrong but has too much homework

so will fix it later.

Fem/Mas Poem

One day a man got an idea when he looked at his ferrari black

Car. He put on his callvin klien jeans got in the car and 

Backed it out of the driveway. On the horizon he could see 

The tangerine  joy of the sunset. The sky was a rich red velvet

Color. When he got on the street he accelerated to five miles per hour.

Then he did something crazy.

Hoping to become a one man show and impress his friends,

He put the car on cruise control. He took hold of the aqua chrome 

Handle and opened the door. The smell of diesel fuel entered the car.

Slowly he lifted himself out of the seat and prepared to put his feet on

The moving ground. This part was essential. All he could hear was 

His heartbeat, then in an instant he jumped out and tried to run alongside 

The car. Before he knew it he was on the ground,

Watching his car riding off into the rising luminous moon.

The recovery process was long and arduous. One day he decided

To try again. Against the blue sky he and his friends set out. 

Once he got onto a good street he set the car in motion. He

Pressed on the sandalwood paneling and opened the door.

Raising the stakes he set the cruise control to seven miles

Per hour. In contradiction with his friends' wishes he 

Began to exit the car.

He let a taxi pass by and then he jumped out. He hit 

The ground running. For a moment he stumbled and

Caught a glance of his coolwater blue sneakers. He

Regained his balance and ran alongside the car. He could see

The pink diamond lights on his dashboard. With growing confidence 

He jumped on the hood of the car. He had mastered the 

Essence of ghost riding.

It was a majestic day and the sun was ablaze

When we set sail for the far off water. It was

Early in the morning and you could feel the

Icy air brush against your skin as the boat moved

Through the water. The water was calm and there

Was no wind. The journey to the spot was very

Quick. Afterwards we arrived to the destination.

After a while we began to notice an intoxicating

Smell that lingered in the air. After a tame twenty

Minutes or so the rod bent almost all the way over

And the passionate fight began. The waters became

Tumultuous as the boat struggled against the fish.

Soon many onlookers gathered and watched the

Battle take place. Suddenly the silhoutte could be seen

Emerging from the gloomy water. When the monster

Emerged we were mesmerized. We had just caught

Our first goliath grouper.  

Music Essay

The Who is considered by many to be one of the most popular and influential bands of the “rock era”. The Who became popular during the 1960s in both the U.K. and the U.S. Their songs were commonly seen on the Billboard top 100 and other musical charts. Even though the band was extremely popular, it had humble beginnings. The band originated in the U.K. during the 1960s, where they were first referred to as The Detours. The band originally consisted of five members including Pete Townshend and Roger Daltry. In 1964 the band changed their name to The Who after loosing some of their original members. At an early performance at a tavern in Britain, Pete Townshend accidentally broke of part of his guitar. After seeing the audience’s reaction, Townshend then proceeded to smash his whole guitar into pieces. He then picked up another guitar and continued the song. This created the trend of destroying instruments at the end of the performance.

            A band called The Kinks influenced the band’s early songs. Their first hit was named “I Can’t Explain”. This song became very popular in the U.S. and later became a top 10 hit in the U.K. Other popular songs soon followed their early success. Soon the lead songwriter Pete Townshend came up with the idea of creating a type of “progressive epic” told by their songs. Townshend’s aim was to connect all of the band’s songs in order to tell a larger story. Their first album “My Generation” was an immense success in both the U.S. and the U.K. This album was followed by a conceptual album named “ A Quick One”, which included the storytelling technique that Townshend had hinted at in his early songs. Many people, including the Rolling Stones magazine, would later refer to this album as a mini opera. Soon after this the band followed with an album named “The Who Sell Out”. Later in 1967, Townshend sat down for an interview with Rolling Stones Magazine. In the interview he revealed that he was working on the world’s first rock opera named “Tommy”.

            In the early days the band was influenced by The Kink’s work. Later on as the band became more defined, Townshend became influenced by Meher Baba. Meher Baba was a man in India who was considered by many to be an Indian “Avatar”.  In the rock opera “Tommy” the main character was considered to be a type of avatar for the writer Pete Townshend. The band eventually influenced many other bands during the era. Their most memorable mark on rock society was the beginning of the trend of destroying instruments after every performance.

            The band began to decline in the late 1970s and early 1980s. In 1978 the band lost one of its most prominent members, Keith Moon. Moon passed away during his sleep after an overdose of medication that was used to combat his alcoholism. During the early 1980s the band was still producing popular songs, but in many ways the band was running out of energy. After one last tour the band retired and became a studio only band. The members then went their own separate ways.

            For the most part the band’s songs had an optimistic outlook. Their songs, especially their rock operas, often told the story of characters who were trying to find their way in life. Take for example the song “Baba O’Riley” which describes the harsh circumstances facing teenagers at that time: “Teenage wasteland

It's only teenage wasteland

Teenage wasteland

Oh, oh

Teenage wasteland

They're all wasted!

Throughout all of their work The Who was characterized by innovation and creativity that was not matched by any other band. 

Through the use of hypnopaedia my video

attempts to show the viewer that cholos are

cool. The video repeats words and images to 

try to brainwash the viewer into believing that

cholos are cool. There is also a short video at the end 

to further emphasize the fact that cholos are cool. 

Hopefully after watching this video the viewer will begin to imitate 

cholo behavior. 

Dramatic Monologue

Jack

As I look back over the journey i have just completed,

I realize that he was absolutely right.

It could have all been different.

We should have been more careful,

We should have realized that people have limitations.

It is partly my fault, I should have not participated

In his blackmail and evil schemes.

I began to realize that the Boss was not

Perfect. He was turning into the politicians

That he sought to destroy early in his career.

I have realized that those who have come before

Me have gone through the same things as I have.

I should have heeded their advice when the time 

Was right but I thought I was above all that,

I thought that it didn't apply to me. 

I have learned the lesson that no one is perfect

And I learned it the hard way.

People can put on disguises, but eventually

Their real selves shine through.

The theories that I thought I was pioneering had 

Already been formulated long before my existence.

I shouldn't have gotten involved in this long journey.

I thought I would rise through the ranks and become

Successful, but instead I became a crook and lost

Many of my good friends. 

What's the point of becoming successful if 

You have no good friends left to share it with.

The journey has had its ups and downs.

I have realized who I am and who my ancestors were.

I have learned who my real father was and I realized

It came as a surprise but I felt that I had always known it. 

I am glad that this journey has finally come to an end 

I will erase the painful memories from my memory,

But there is one thing I cannot erase, the final words of my boss

It could have all been different.