Where words end, music begins…
Since I can remember I’ve been in love with music.
Music doesn’t have to make you forget what’s going on in your life, it’s there to help you deal with those things for when the song ends and the silence gets closer.
I have had the privilege of growing up in a family that feels the same. I was introduced to a huge variety of artists, and was able to explore as many genres as I could. Anything from Elvis, Simon&Garfunkel, ELO, Queen, Journey, Billy Joel, ABBA and I can name a hell of a lot more.
I have always had an appreciation for the musicians. To sing with so much emotion, write lyrics that come from the heart, and that feeling you get when you understand what they’re singing about.
I have had a rough couple of years, and without music… whether it be when I’m angry or sad (even happy)… I wouldn’t have been able to survive. There were so many times where it felt like I could lose my mind, but as soon as my brain gets crowded and I start to panic – pop in headphones, and I can escape to a whole other world.
Yes, reality isn’t going anywhere. But that doesn’t mean I can’t keep on playing my songs to help me cope.
If you can get that feeling when you listen to a song, where your mind gets so deep into those lyrics, you can feel everything and suddenly you’re shedding a tear, yet your smile doesn’t fade… well, then you understand.
The day when I don’t want to listen to music anymore doesn’t exist. Because you see, no matter how we feel – music connects us. It makes us laugh, it makes us cry, it makes us passionate and confident. Music is what makes us, us.
It has a purpose. Sometimes it’s enough to give you a purpose as well.
So to all you musicians, music listeners, groupies, fans and admirers out there – never stop.
Music will change the world someday.
Music – I appreciate you.