The PBS documentary scene: A black puppy scampers across the lawn chasing a butterfly when, plop, she drops limp on her side, fast asleep. Moments later, she's up and romping. Then again, plop. “Narcolepsy,” intones the narrator, “can strike its victim at any time. She'll sleep a few minutes then get up and move on, unaware that anything happened. Scientists cite a variety of possible causes.”
The documentary fails to mention the radio playing in the background. Watch and listen closely — the puppy topples over at the lines. “You gotta take a chance / If you want a true romance.” She sleeps until the song finishes, then gets up chasing her tail until she hears “Take my hand / Let me know you understand.” Plop. I may not be The New England Journal of Medicine, but I know why the puppy is falling asleep: clichés. Cliché phrases. Cliché rhymes. Cliché images. Cliché metaphors. These viruses infect songs, television, movies, and commercials, not to mention everyday conversations. And if clichés can put puppies to sleep, think what they'll do to people who listen to your songs.
Clichés have been worn smooth by overuse. They no longer mean what they used to. Strong as a bull, eats like a horse, and their ship came in no longer evoke vivid images of bulls, horses, and ships. Overuse has made them generic. They suffer from the same malady that infects all generic language: They don't show — they can only tell. How ya doin'? What's up? How's it goin'? These phrases are interchangeable. So are break my heart, cut me deep, and hurt me bad. Your job as a writer isn't to point to a generic territory where images could be, but instead to go there, get one, and show it to your listeners. Clichés don't pump gasoline anymore.
Songs should be universal, but don't mistake universal for generic. Sense-bound is universal. When you stimulate your listeners' senses, they pick pictures from their own personal sense files. When you use generic language, they fall asleep. There's a difference between this:
1. Noise and confusion, there's no peace
In the hustle and bustle of city streets
It's time to get away from it all
Deep inside I hear nature's call
and this, from William Butler Yeats:
2. I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or the pavements gray,
I hear it in the deep heart's core.
Both express roughly the same sentiment, but the first, cliché and generic as it is, can only point to territories of meaning. Yeats takes you there.
Clichés are prefabricated. You can string them together as easily as a guitarist strings his favorite licks into a solo (two Claptons + one Hendrix + three Pages + one Stevie Ray, etc.). The problem is, it isn't his solo. Using other people's licks is an excellent way to learn, but there is a next step: finding your own way of saying it. Clichés are other people's licks. They don't come from your emotions.
Look at the sample lists of clichés below. They're all familiar — maybe uncomfortably familiar.
(way down) deep inside |
touch my (very) soul |
take my hand |
heart-to-heart |
eye to eye |
hand-in-hand |
side by side |
in and out |
face-to-face |
up and down |
by my side |
back and forth |
we've just begun |
hurts so bad |
walk out (that) door |
can't stand the pain |
can't take it |
feel the pain |
give me half a chance |
last chance |
gotta take a chance |
such a long time |
night and day |
take your time |
all night long |
the test of time |
the rest of time |
rest of my life |
someone like you |
end of time |
no one can take your place |
all my love |
no one like you |
lonely nights |
say you'll be mine |
losing sleep |
I'll get along |
how it used to be |
made up my mind |
calling out your name |
it's gonna be all right |
get down on my knees |
more than friends |
set me free |
end it all |
fooling around |
work it out |
had your fun |
heaven above |
true to you |
done you wrong |
break these chains |
kiss your lips |
back to me |
take it easy |
falling apart |
make you stay |
can't live without you |
taken for granted |
asking too much |
somebody else |
lost without you |
no tomorrow |
break my heart |
safe and warm |
give you my heart |
try one more time |
broken heart |
aching heart |
can't go on |
all we've been through |
want you / need you / love you |
keep holding on |
end of the line |
now or never |
always be true |
hold on |
over the hill |
pay the price |
never let you (me) go |
know for sure |
right or wrong |
rise above |
hold me tight |
what we're fighting for |
all we've done |
tear me apart |
you know it's true |
worth fighting for |
play the game |
hold me close |
nothing to lose |
see the light |
forget my foolish pride |
losing sleep |
oh baby |
drive me crazy |
treat me like a fool |
all my dreams come true |
going insane |
rhyme or reason |
Clichés come effortlessly. It's no sweat to string them together and feel like you've said something:
She sits alone all day long
The hours pass her by
Every minute like the last
A prisoner of time
It does say something, just nothing startling. It doesn't yank you by the hair into her room. No humming fluorescent lights. No faded lace curtains. You get to nap securely at a distance, untouched, uninvolved. Getting to the good stuff is harder work. Though clichés are great in a first or second draft as place markers for something better, don't ever mistake them for the real thing:
She's wheeled into the hallway
Till the sun moves down the floor
Little squares of daylight
Like a hundred times before
When you hear one of these, no need to lose sleep wondering what's coming next. Plop. Naptime.
hand / understand / command |
eyes / realize / sighs / lies |
walk / talk |
fire / desire / higher |
kiss / miss |
burn / yearn / learn |
dance / chance / romance |
forever / together / never |
friend / end |
ache / break |
cry / die / try / lie / good-bye / deny |
tears / fears |
best / rest / test |
door / before / more |
love / above / dove |
heart / start / apart / part |
hide / inside / denied |
wrong / strong / song / long |
touch / much |
word / heard |
begun / done |
arms / charms / harm / warm |
blues / lose |
true / blue / through |
lover / discover / cover |
pain / rain / same |
light / night / sight / tight / |
stronger / longer |
fight /right |
|
take it / make it / fake it / shake it |
maybe / baby |
change / rearrange |
knees / please |
Most cliché rhymes are perfect rhymes, a good reason to stretch into other rhyme types — family rhyme, additive and subtractive rhyme, and even assonance rhyme. These imperfect rhyme types are guaranteed fresh, and most listeners won't notice the difference.
These have been aired out so much they are mere whiffs of their former selves:
The best cure for cliché images is to dive into your own sense pool and discover images that communicate your feelings. What did your lover say? Where were you? What kind of car? What was the texture of the upholstery in the backseat? You get the idea.
Review chapter three, “Making Metaphors.” There's no reason to keep sleepwalking in these yellow fogs.
Storm for anger, including thunder, lightning, dark clouds, flashing, wind, hurricane, tornado |
Darkness for ignorance, sadness, and loneliness, including night, blind, shadows |
Fire for love or passion, including burn, spark, heat, flame, too hot, consumed, burned, ashes |
Rain for tears |
Seasons for stages of life or relationships |
Prison, Prisoner used especially for love, includes chains, etc. |
Cold for emotional indifference, including ice, freeze, frozen |
Light for knowledge or happiness, including shine, sun, touch the sky, blinded by love, etc. |
Walls for protection from harm, especially from love |
Broken heart too numerous to mention |
Drown in love |
I've listed enough clichés to keep whole herds of puppies asleep for decades. If you have a barking dog in the neighborhood, instead of yelling or telephoning your neighbor, try reading aloud from these lists in its general direction.
In some cases, you can use a cliché to your advantage. Put it in a context that brings out its original meaning or makes us see it in a new way. For example, I'll be seeing you, as a cliché, is a substitute for so long or good-bye. When Sammy Fain and Irving Kahal set it up, it's brand new:
I'll be seeing you
In all the old familiar places …
I'll be looking at the moon
But I'll be seeing you
This passage implies good-bye, but only as an overtone of the primary meaning. The result is a combination: After we say good-bye, I'll see you everywhere.
David Wilcox slants it's all downhill from here to his advantage in “Top of the Roller Coaster” with this setup:
Say good-bye to your twenties
Tomorrow is the big Three-O
For your birthday present
I've got a place where we can go
It's a lesson in motion
We'll ride the wildest ride
We're going to climb to the top of the roller coaster
And look down the other side
Let me ride in the front car
You ride right behind
And I'll click my snapshot camera
At exactly the right time
I'll shoot back over my shoulder
Catch the fear no one can hide
When we tip the top of the roller coaster
And look down the other side
Over the hill
So when the prints come back
We can look at that unmistakable birthday fear
Like your younger days are over now
And it's all downhill from here
He also gets a new look at over the hill and tiptop while he's at it. Neat.
Without a terrific setup, duck whenever you see a cliché. They come easy and from all directions, so it's difficult not to be infected. Your own senses and experiences are your best protection. So is brutal and resolute rewriting. I don't mean to sound revolutionary, but you might also try a diet of good literature and poetry. You are what you eat.
For fun, try these two experiments. First, come up with your own lists of clichés, at least as long as my list above. (It won't be difficult.) Second, string some of yours and mine together into a verse / chorus / verse / chorus lyric, making sure nothing original sneaks in.
Knowledge brings responsibility. Now that you know the fundamental cause of puppy narcolepsy, you have a special responsibility to keep your writing sense-bound and original. No one likes a person who puts puppies to sleep.
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