This fall former indie rocker Hadji Bakara joins the U of C's Department of English Language and Literature as a PhD student.
If there was any debate over whether or not indie-rock band Wolf Parade's lyrics were good poetry, Hadji Bakara has totally killed it:
Bakara = was in Wolf Parade; Bakara = English PhD student; English PhD student = appreciates good poetry; and ∴ Wolf Parade lyrics = good poetry.
My logic is flawless.
Bakara, the band's former keyboardist, didn't write the lyrics on Wolf Parade's 2005 and 2008 albums, but, if you look at some of them, it's pretty obvious he craved intellectual stimulation. I've taken the liberty of reworking some Wolf Parade lyrics into a poem that truly* expresses how Bakara must have felt.
It's in this language that I've found
In my head there's a city at night
So I got a plan
Gotta keep thinking, things, hunters and kings
And I don't sleep, I don't sleep, I don't sleep 'til it's light
And I'm content, I'm content, I'm content to be quiet
Some will sink, some will get called to the light
I spend boring hours in the office tower
I ain't quite the beauty
I might be here all the time
And I share no body, no mind
Oh follow me
Allow me to play the voyager
And I could give you my apologies
By handing over my neologies
But the fields are beyond belief
From tower out to where I can see
The band has just released its third album, Expo 86, minus Bakara.
*Truly = Probably
Ruthie Kott, AM'07
July 28, 2010