The language of music…
Rhapsody has proven to be a great method for me to discover new music… and since I’m all about the music, it’s safe to say Rhapsody makes me happy. :love:
One of the artists I discovered just today is Cheryl Bliss. Rhapsody classifies her as Indie Pop which is right up my alley of interests, so I had to take a listen. She’s really good. Her site allows you to stream her latest (2005) album, and to download a few select songs, if you want to take a listen.
Anyway…my point to this entry is a journal entry Ms. Bliss made on her site, which really moved me:
Don’t talk to me about the only way to make “real music”– real music can be made with rubber bands. The instrument doesn’t matter, as long as it strikes true with the listener’s soul. All the greatest music, all your favorite songs, that’s what they do, they reach right in through your flesh and grab–or caress–your soul. That’s what we really want. Sometimes we want soft and tender, sometimes full of joy or desire, and sometimes hard and aggressive, but we want it real, straight, undiluted.
This just rings so true for me. Music is a language all its own. I can’t sing, I can’t play an instrument, I can’t read music, and I dance only like a white girl can. But, despite these “shortcomings” I still think I can understand at least some of this beautiful language. :biggrin:
By Cheryl, March 28, 2007 @ 9:04 am
Hmm, I’ve never heard of this person, but I may check her out. I like that her name is Cheryl. :cute:
I suppose I can agree with her concept of music. Having learned such strict forms though, it’s hard. But, she’s right “the instrument doesn’t matter, as long as it strikes true with the listener’s soul.”
:biggrin: Yay for music!
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By Amber, March 28, 2007 @ 9:16 am
I can see why your perspective might be different considering the way you were taught, but I’m glad you agree with the grabbing of the soul part. :biggrin:
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