Music - Let It All Out!

have you ever sang along
to the radio

an old song

you haven't heard in years

you know the song

how you felt when you
first heard it

who you were

and the lyrics
come back to you
in the same rhythm
as if no time
had even passed

but you don't
remember all the words

you remember most
but not all

and the ones you
cannot remember
you come so close

you feel

they are in reach

so you comb through
your mind

before the next verse

running the lyrics
as straightly as you can
through the ear in your mind

does the verse
end in "light"
or "let"
or "lost"

which is it
which is it

but as you think
while the music continues on

it finds you

you realize
only one of the three words
sounds right

it has a ring to it

it feels right
whereas the other words
were merely products
of your creative memory

the truth
then
is not a thing
but a feeling

a note played from the piano
is not a physical

but still definable

if not more definable
more universal

than the hammer
which strikes the chord
to produce the sound

though we may not know
what a perfect g chord sounds like
or even how it is played

we can all recognize
when it is played incorrectly

and as a result

we can recognize
the harmony
of the chord
when it is played
as it is meant
to be played

 

the truth
can not change
a dishonest man

but it can
an honest man

that old master
who peers into
your soul
and sees you
for what it is you are

it says nothing
but notices everything

it has no body
but every body
at the same time

 

django reinhardt
could play the guitar
like no man before him

and few have since

i will omit covering his biography
but django reinhardt
at an early age
lost the use
of all but two fingers
on his left hand

his solos were played

with just two fingers

it could be thought
that his condition
rendered him only two-fifths
with regard to ability

but his ambition
was otherwise

 

Number love

 

the greatest aspect of music
to any passionate musician

is taking something
that has been defined
by all
and redefining it
in such a way

that all others
who previously defined
such a thing

as well as those
who believed
in such a definition

are left
with only
their old beliefs



victor wooten
took the four string bass
and made it
into a band

 

who owns a song?

we can define this legally
in terms of rights and such
of course

but metaphorically
who OWNS a song?

have you heard such a song
where the artist
did not write the song
but deeply convinced you otherwise?

as if the pain
the original artist felt
which compelled him to write the song
was somehow transmuted
to the later artist
maybe in a way that felt
more true?

with that said
how do you quantify
this feeling
or observation?

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While I'm 'not' introducing songs,....

 

I trust this one needs no introduction,....

 

a very old man
told me recently
"you will never arrive"

i found it peculiar
at the time
considering the context
of the conversation we were having

but the manner
in which he said this to me
made me consider back
to the phrase
quite continually
ever since

it did not meet my understanding
until yesterday evening
while driving through the countryside
where my family was raised

what a sad thought
to convince yourself
that you have arrived
while the greatest sights
and the richest experiences
hide just beyond your viewpoint

the understanding
can not be described
in words or symbols

it is an understanding
of that depth
so how could it?

but i can of course
share what prompted it

and possibly help
set the stage
for such an understanding
to share a monologue
in the way it does

 

a song can take you
to nostalgia

but where is that?

where do you go
when you relive a moment
out of time
more deeply
than when you originally experienced it?

there are more emotions
deeper emotions
in recalling an experience
than during the actual event
itself

that is the definition
of art

 

there are plenty of trite statements

"it is what it is"

"another day, another dollar"

"off and running"

"as thick as a ditch"

"a song is like a painting"

well.....
writing and composing
a song is certainly like painting
filling in the blank spaces
with colors and such

but not the finished product
not a painting

because there is no finished product

it is always changing
and evolving
as does the creator
of the piece

a painting
once it covers
the entirety of the canvas

is framed
and placed on a wall

it has borders

a beginning and an end

and is not often reinvented
or attempted by other artists

i consider the good songs
of the late 30's

the classics of the classics

these songs are reinvented
each decade

by the originator

as well as anyone else
who takes delight in the song
and wishes to add
to the way the song
made them feel

IZ

 

a few weeks ago
i purchased a new computer
and had to transfer
all my writings and files
from the old machine
to the new machine

in this process
i came across
a few hours of recordings

the first songs i committed to tape
when i was maybe 14 or 15

they were entirely unpolished
and equally imperfect

but i noticed something incredible

creativity is curiosity
in application

i had no money
to buy a nice guitar
or a studio setup
or anything other than a ukulele
made out of fancy cardboard

one you would sell to a tourist
if they happened to visit your shop

but what i was able to create
with a tape recorder
and a cardboard ukulele

was somehow more imaginative
than what i later recorded
in a full studio
with any instrument
i could have needed

it is in the emptiness
where we create

it is in the absence

the blank space
on the canvas

where the paint is spread....

it's interesting
to see the creativity
of your favorite musicians
before they were known as musicians

when they were just recording what they wanted

in a basement or living space
somewhere entirely common

with what little implements
they had at the time

 

i suppose both would be applicable

 

Pace & Past?

 

as a concept
music is observationally illogical

individuals invest a great deal
of their freedom
to create noises
of appeal
to the ears
of others

it is something of primal nature
seen throughout the primate world
in rudimentary forms
holding rhythm
percussive tendencies

it is innate
to imitate auditory patterns
and respond to the feedback received

rhythm aids in memory

consider how you committed
the alphabet to memory
at a young age

rhythm is a catalyst
for the strongest awareness
of nostalgia
outside of scents

i mention this today
because on the news network this morning
a program aired
where complicated robots
performed equally complicated
musical feats
on a xylophone-like instrument

and i wondered.....

is this music?
what defines music?

would an audience react
more or less
to a robotic concert
or a human concert
of the same material?

even if the robotic concert
was performed with greater precision
and intonation?

what does music give?

what does music take?

why have we used
variations of the same instruments
for all of recordable time?

we all recognize patterns

we all create music

even the old secretary
in the office
who is numb to the world
clicks away at an ink pen
in a way
that is not random

we hear patterns
in the world around us
and convert that into music
by replicating the pattern
as a rhythm
as a beat
and add our inflections
and our essence
to the structure
that best mirrors our pace

 

This is among my top 10 favorite songs of all time. There are some subtle references by way of its posting which are initially unintentional, but can be both amusing and fitting ("Babylon is every town" for example,....).

 

Got a two-for.


The Pink Panther Theme

I used to have a trumpet solo to this song when I was in Junior high. I had only been playing for a couple of years, and was only starting to really get into it, but I knew that song because my parents had watched the Pink Panther when I was really young. At one of our concerts, without instruction I stood up and started dancing as I played.


Radiohead - Creep

When I was in masonic youth, a good friend and 'upper class-man' would play this CD every time we went to visit other chapters. He had the uncensored version ("you're so fucking special" instead of "very"), which was in direct defiance of the fact that the organization prescribed clean word usage. He taught me about defying instruction while appearing to obey it, and hiding mischief in plain sight.

Ah hell, might as well make it a 3-way. ^_~


Les Friction - Louder Than Words (video compilation from Attack on Titan)

This particular song AND the associated anime have a subliminal effect on me. The Series is about a team of humans who fight against ridiculously large humanoids that are remarkably good at eating people. The mentality is one I have drawn inspiration from in many areas of life. The song I've only known about for a year, but it compliments the mentality of the series, and I often find myself listening to it on repeat for hours; it goes well with doing dishes.

 

Medieval twerkin....lol.

Of course music is all things to all men (and women reg)..
For instance a friend of mine sent this to me recently after a particularly hard day of being attacked from all sides.
So you can do all sorts of things wiv muzak

 

when your jam starts playing........



lol
in that spirit

here is my favorite song of the day

 

Now here's part two:
This is the AC/DC I never got to see but fucking plenty of people I know did...as they are where I am from. Music spans all ages if you can play.
Anyway this goes out to one of the most charismatic lead singers ever that without, I'm sure AC/DC would not have ever been taken seriously internationally.
For Bon Fire
Cheeky bugger on this one


This one is one of my favourite songs from his time with the band and it's a great live performance,, (although it has been taken and remixed it's still a live recording and lyrically this is a good one!

 

This is a two part post to the band that blew my fucking mind apart when I saw em' live in 1996...I was ten years old and playing bass at that point and then I saw this band and that was that. Guitar it was and still to this day this midget warrior is inside my music and my performance! You can't hide what you were born from!

I'd never felt anything like it...I was fucking 10, and deaf for a week after. But this is one of my favourite bands and favourite memories I have that make me happy I'm alive and make me realise how powerful, impacting and shaping certain experiences can be and influence what you become.
Anyway....enough fucking babbling here is the best ROCK BAND EVER!!!!!!!!!
Live in Spain, 1996


And this one (2009) is for ANYONE who thinks that people don't like Rock music anymore and it's a thing of the past....just fucking look at South America and how genuine their excitement/passion/appreciation to enjoy rock music is. That's 250,000 people (two nights in a row) This is a real fucking ROCK band...full speed ahead! \m/

 

I really liked this band when their first album came out back in 03. Now I can't stand them...but this song is very funny lyrically and I think this guy is a brilliant singer.
For the glam fans

 

I saw this band in 2003 (the tour after this video) and they were great!
I love the way they are known as a "Rock" band but to open a show with such a calm peaceful song rather than blast everyone's ear off right away I thought was such a great idea!
A great performance
Enjoy the Long Road.

 

This one's for everyone.
The first band I was ever head over heels obsessed with from around age 7.
To me this band was so unique but still very commercial sounding.
My personal favorite album by The Doors is "Morrison Hotel"
This is them performing on Ed Sullivan for the first and obviously only time.
Embrace the strangeness...
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After I first heard this man play through a vinyl crackling needle around age 7...that's when I got bitten by the guitar bug and never looked back.

When I was listening to the song there was a link to (last 24 hours of Hendrix), normally I don't give a shit about them but this one I found quite interesting and compelling in what it says about the man behind the Fire purple haze guitar pioneer.
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Another favourite of mine! Janis just makes everything her own. I love this woman!
Enjoy...
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This is the only christmas song i like.
The beautiful Kirsty MacColl was tragically killed in the year 2000. She was amazing in this song and Shane is one of my favourite performers and singers ever. People who cant not be themselves have always interested me.
an early happy fucking christmas!