When Songs Aren't Just Songs

Warm greetings to you my friend. How are you today?

Do you enjoy music? What's your favorite song?

I like music (but my best friend says the music doesn't like me). I enjoy singing but I can only do it under the shower or I'd be stoned to death by my neighbors. I can play the guitar but only for a moment or those around me would tear me to pieces.

Regardless, music is my first love and no one can take it away from me. Too bad, I haven't been endowed with a voice that could entertain. Even my dog howls at me when I sing. LOL.

But I think God made it so for a reason. And that is: so I can learn to see and admire talents other people possess. Like my newfound buddy, GIlson, who expresses his thoughts through verses (check out his blog: http://arquivoshalcyon.blogspot.com/). Boy, is he good at it ... a modern William Shakespeare in the making, I must say.


And there's Beanizer who writes in a similar fashion

http://beanizersinstincts.blogspot.com/

Also Ambiguous_Angel http://angelslittlesecret.blogspot.com/

GOD, indeed, is fair and generous to all that He created. He plays no favorites. He gives gifts to everyone. Even those who reject Him, He endowed them with talents to give meaning to their existence.

Now, let's talk about songs. Songs are more than just the melodies and the lyrics that musicians, composers, and artists play or sing. There's message in every song -- could be good or bad. And every song is a unique expression of one's feelings, thoughts, dreams, aspirations, ambitions, emotions, sentiments and yes ... hatred, disappointment, discontentment, opposition, rebellion and whatnot. Songs are epitomes of the spirit in man whose desire for expression is limited only by self-restraint and degree of creativity applied.

Now, as in any human endeavor, conflicts in music are myriad and wide-ranging. Should we sit in judgment of anyone singing songs that do not conform to our tastes and preferences? Or should we just be more tolerant?

How far can one go with tolerance?

The grandmas/papas of the pre-war years vs. the baby boomers vs. the generations x , y and z. Parents who enjoy the Beatles' songs vs. their kids who go gaga with Britney Spears' tunes.

News: One young man stabbed to near death an older man belting out Matt Monro's MY WAY in a karaoke bar. A grand daddy was spotted rapping with his grandson to a Kanye West composition.

What's wrong with songs or ... put another way ... what's wrong with people?

What about you? How do you relate to songs and how much could you tolerate?

Would you be a critic ... a judge? Are you "in" or "out"? Or ... would you simply shrug things off and mutter under your breath, "heck ... a song is a song is a song is a song," and go your own way humming and buzzing like the bumble bee which cares less that the world is painted black with pollution and just do, with gladness of heart, its nature-assigned task of pollinating the flowers so more flowers could sprout to beautify the world, in spite of man?

Haven't thought of it? Well, check yourself with the following music video. I'd love to see your reaction.

Till next post. HAPPY VIEWING ... and SINGING :)




It was a rainy night when he came into sight
Standing by the road, no umbrella, no coat
So I pulled up along side and I offered him a ride
He accepted with a smile so we drove for a while
I didn't ask him his name, this lonely boy in the rain
Fate tell me it's right, is this love at first sight
Please don't make it wrong, just stay for the night
All I wanna do is make love to you
Say you will you want me too
All I wanna do is make love to you
I've got lovin' arms to hold on to

So we found this hotel, it was a place I knew well
We made magic that night. Oh, he did everything right
He brought the woman out of me, so many times, easily
And in the morning when he woke all I left him was a note
I told him I am the flower you are the seed
We walked in the garden we planted a tree
Don't try to find me, please don't you dare
Just live in my memory, you'll always be there

All I wanna do is make love to you
One night of love was all we knew
All I wanna do is make love to you
I've got lovin' arms to hold on to

Oh, oooh, we made love
Love like strangers
All night long
We made love

Then it happened one day, we came round the same way
You can imagine his surprise when he saw his own eyes
I said please, please understand
I'm in love with another man
And what he couldn't give me
was the one little thing that you can

All I wanna do is make love to you
One night of love was all we knew
All I want to do is make love to you
Come on, say you will, you want me too

All I wanna do is make love to you
One night of love was all we knew
All I want to do is make love to you
Say you will, you want me too

All night long