Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts

Saturday, June 6, 2009

Its enough to be on your way

It is hard to believe that a song can still reduce me to tears. Have you ever had that happen? I don’t mean just any song, but something has to hit you right. It can be something you hear for the first time and really listen to, whether a lyric or a melody, or even a chord progression or dynamic can do it. It can, of course, be a song you have heard many times before that you associate with a moment in time. I love those. I could write so many stories about these moments recreated by a spin of the song.

Music has that immediate effect on me. I guess that is why I love it so much. Jim and I are travelling today, and he always brings these fancy Bose headphones so he can listen to his i-pod in style. He popped the headphones onto me, and a James Taylor song started playing. It took about 5 seconds for the tears to start. The song reminds me of my mom. James wrote it about his experience around his brother’s death. It is an amazing song just hearing the story alone, but this song always struck a chord in me, and is embedded in my subconscious, just waiting till I heard it again, to bloom again. It is honest, has a sense of humor, but also goes beyond words, as all good music does. “Its enough to be on your way…”. This particular tune is especially nurturing to me as it reminds me that we are perfect at this moment in time, no matter what is going on, that the movement is a movement forward. How great is that? Or as Ina Garten would say, how bad can that be? And then it relates back to that vulnerability that James Taylor so often shows in his lyrics and melodies, so you don’t feel alone.

I was brought back to the present moment, after several minutes of flowing tears, by a rather decent airline breakfast (American Airlines) of cheese blintzes and fresh fruit, and a piping hot cup of tea.

Saturday, May 16, 2009

The Best Mood Altering Drug


My daughter Jess gave me a mix cd for Mother’s day. She included some of our favorite songs and artists. I love music. To me it is one of the greatest gifts we are given. For me, it would follow then that some of our musical artists throughout history are some of our greatest gifters.

One of my ealiest memories is sitting at the piano at my grandmother's house. Since I was a child I continue to be a huge fan of Mozart, Beethoven and Bach. As a young teen, Carlos Santana, Mick Jagger and Keith Richard dazzled me, Thad Jones and Mel Louis, CSN and the Beatles. Maturing, The Greatful Dead, Louis Armstrong, Leo Kottke, The Byrds, David Bromberg. As an adult, Sondre Lerche, Elton John, Stravinsky, Steve Goodman, Sarah Maclachlan. There are many, many others as well.

The gift for me can be in the words or the music itself. They both speak. A melody or dissonance can bring me to tears as quickly as an amazing lyric. Dynamics in music are like a powerful wave sweeping upward or down, and even further upward again. A lyric that explains exactly how I am feeling gives me the feeling of being understood, because someone else has uttered it.

Music can be an amazing mood altering drug. Try it.