I think I should have gotten into the music profession. I’m no singer, and I cannot play an instrument with expert skill, or even intermediate skill for that matter. I have some remaining memories of music notes, of rising and falling scales, of being in tune, or even the out of tune sound of our beloved old piano we accidentally inherited.
But the craving to sing out loud with ‘that’ song. To sing into the hairbrush..to just MOVE and dance away to the music…what is that??
Music has the ability to make me feel invincible. It makes me feel my full potential of lady boss, of being able to strut down the street (in my mind). So I wonder if I worked in the profession, would this become second nature and allow me to actually do it? Because I don’t strut now. I don’t dance the way I do when no one is watching… and it’s a damn shame. Because it’s hilarious and deep, ridiculous and moving all in one funny Jade package.
I even took the fall and was ridiculed at liking a Justin Bieber song on the wake-boarding boat. Why do I like it? Because it made me feel good, it had what I considered a ‘sick’ beat. And while those that ridiculed jumped on board (haha a little punny that) to make me feel ridiculous, I looked back at all those that I knew had the very same song on their own iPods but couldn’t help making fun of the idea of liking this musician. Thank you society.
I have even stopped in the midst of writing this post to look up the lyrics to the music I’m listening to so I can sing along. (The truth to why these posts take so long to be published). I then spent the last hour on a Youtube marathon finding new music, which is a favourite activity. Then I can’t wait to move that music over to the iPod to be able to blast it on the car speakers while I’m driving, or so that I can dance around the room and not annoy the neighbours too much (except for the baby-elephant sounds that they must hear as I’m stomping around…).
Another favourite part of music is watching the music videos that come with the song. For instance, this one from Maggie Roger’s song Light On . She is such a groover, and so passionate in the video! The first time I saw her moves, I just had to replicate them. Not as graceful and beautifully as she had, but still a lot of fun. I’m also not much of a groover, but sometimes a song will just do that, will just make a person move their body without them having a conscious input into it.
I couldn’t even tell you what my favourite type of music is. If it has rhythm, has instruments, doesn’t have instruments…if it makes me feel something, then I love it. It joins the list of songs I love, which is long and differs depending on the mood or the day, or where I am. Certain types of songs will take me to a certain time in my life and I get carried away on this memory barrage for the next couple hours. Do you find that this happens to you? I’m sure it happens to many people.
You know something else? I love how different people will move differently to the same song. It just depends on their interpretation of the song, the lyrics, the beat. It depends what part of the song hits the person, makes an impact and where it takes them.
Ahhhh, thank you for reading my word vomit about one of my favourite parts of life xx