Serina Jung

Story: Once again, I took prose and set it to music, so that this "song" is really not based on a lyric with any kind of predictable rhyme. I use subtle rhyme within the phrases so that the listener doesn't really notice the absence of rhyme. It's a game I like to play. But it's also the way we speak when we talk to another human being and I thought that given the topic of loss and grief, I didn't want to rhyme anyway. There are two refrences to my birth city of Montreal in this song. Berri Street winds its way from the Plateau through downtown and is a part of every socioeconomic demographic along its way. Some parts of it are paved and others are made of cobblestone. It's raunchy, urban, old, romantic and most beautiful on a rainy summer evening. Joyce Park is a small park in the neighborhood of Outremont. I used to go there at lunchtime with my friends from high school, and we'd eat our lunches, gossip and watch people who were probably watching us.