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The mundane is merely Magic in disguise…Archive for music
Indulge (Part 1)
And so… Now that I’ve hopped on the Songstress plane, life is all song and praise! :op
I wrote this song, “Indulge”, when I was 15 and feeling romantic…
*This is the first verse and chorus, when the vibe is right and the Songstress plane is airborne again, I will do the rest of the song and post part 2. Any ideas for the setting…? Another restaurant? Up a tree?? Feel free to send me your ideas and if at all logistically possible, I will do it! Because, dammit: Yes We Can!!!*
From work stress to songstress
-Back to the future: ancient MySpace blog entry dated January 7th 2009-
So I hear there’s this huge credit crisis happening… in the world. In the WORLD. That’s huge.
And I decided to quit my job. A reasonably well paying, stable, nice job! Foolish? Maybe. Just incredibly stupid?? Yeah… maybe. I am not being ignorant to external reality (…), I just know I would be in a true crisis if I kept denying what’s happening inside.
I feel like I’m 7 years old again, and entering a talent show with a fever. My mom wanted me to stay in bed, but I knew I would perform that day. I was being insane, but I had to!! It was drizzling and cold and gray (I could have gone with “it was just another day in Holland” as it’s almost always wet and the sky some shade of the white-black spectrum, but then.. you may have never been to this below sea-level wonder of a button sized country) and the show was outside. I have no idea how I pulled it off, but she let me go. I had a sore throat, could barely stand up straight and my eyes were teary. I cry when I’m really sick, so I cried. I’m not good at sweating, so maybe I cry to “sweat out” the fever through my tear ducts.. who knows… I cried. For those five minutes I was on stage, I felt on top of the world. I sang MJ’s “Ain’t No Sunshine” as if my life depended on it. “Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone…” There really was no sunshine but I was far from gone. I won.
To me, song is beyond and ahead of reason. It’s often the only thing to soothe me and give me some perspective. After a day of stress and uninspiring blandness, belting the energy out is the best way to unwind. When I feel I’m halfway out of body and not in tune, singing is the only thing that sets me right, pulls me back and grounds me while propelling me into infinite realms of magic. How magical music is…
So I’m giving up on the work stress. I’m hopping on the Songstress plane to give music a go. Music is a gift and I want to give it my all.
