Tuesday, 18 August 2009

The Band Will Play On

I've written enough of these blogs now for anyone that reads them to have an insight into my world and the many muddled thoughts that go through this old head of mine. I have also made it quite clear or at least I have tried to make it clear what is important to me. The one thing that I have neglected to mention so far is my constant companion, my mood monitor and my reminder of people places and events.

Today my friends I am talking about music, very much my second heartbeat. I can't go anywhere without it, on an empty road I will never be alone as long as I have it with me. At the times that I want to remember, at the times I want to forget I always know where I will find my answer. There is something magical about the escapism it can give but not only is it an escape for me at times it acts like the greatest motivational tool I know.

If someone wants to know who I am or see a representation of what makes me, delve into my music collection or look at what I am listening to at that moment in time. When words evade me I know I have something to turn to, something that asks no questions but can put me back on the right path, correct me so I can move in a forward direction once more.

It is said that you can't keep a moment forever but music allows me to do exactly that, as soon as certain songs kick in I am transported, transported to places that I have once been and the re-enactment can seem to be so real, the feelings return as they were before, I believe I have never left it behind. It happened to me only yesterday, I had my media player on shuffle as a song popped up, a song that I attach a thousand emotions a to, bam there I go swimming in every memory like it was happening all over again. As negative as I may be painting this picture at the moment it is quite the contrary.

The way I see it these visits to the past aided by music allow me to see what I have forgotten, the good and the bad. A reminder that will aid and guide me, give me the metaphorical kick when I need it the most.

Leave behind the memories it can trigger and consider just how much it bonds – music is the worlds strongest glue. It can bind friendships together, think of each significant occasion in a persons life and what is prominent at each and every one.

If I want to drift away and let my body and mind go to separate places, I will dig out my Sigur Ros, Bon Iver or something similar. If I want to drown in noise to block everything out I turn to something like Nirvana, iForward Russia!. If I want I want to laugh along I have the Lancashire Hotpots. In short the possibilities with music are endless. It will never let you down.

In the words of John Miles “To live without my music would be impossible to do In this world of troubles, my music pulls me through”.Just a couple of lines sum up what I've tried to say in a few hundred words – the power of music.

Josh Pyke is going too take me through the rest of the night, you will have to work out what that says about how I am feeling right now, the clues are there.

Take care everyone

Enjoy today, look forward to tomorrow

3 comments:

  1. music is life, life is love, love is music...

    And weren't John Miles most famous words 'music was my first love, and it will be my last... '

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  2. Well, I have to agree with that, music, it takes us places (it's free) it has memories (without a camera) it also has meaning, words we can't say sometimes and it helps to expres ourselves, it is also a mood tripper. I do not like Mondays, Wednesdays and Sundays for music because they are either love songs or songs they put on to get you though the day. I have CD's for these days, if we treated Monday like a Friday with music on the radio I think we work better, just a thought I could be wrong. My first remebered song would be lipstick on your collar by connie francis, to simon says, to abba to all sorts, I have avaried love for all music, enya, shakin stevens ( i have the biggest crush)orange juice (not just a drink) You rock is the bottom line, your words rock, and your bloggs rock. Keep writing I love them.

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  3. So true....so SO true. When you hear a song, you feel as if you are there....but you probably heard that song on numerous occasions but there is that one...the one you can see, smell, feel, that comes back the strongest. I love that. I feel a song reminder coming on..... :o) Thanks!

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