June 8, 2010 § 2 Comments
Thanks to Pandora, I’ve been listening to a lot of new (to me) music lately and am I loving it or what?! I am a radio person. It is only after I started to listen to stuff on Pandora did I realize how much I was missing the car radio! To me, I see thrill every 5 minutes on the radio when a new song is about to play, to know whether I love/hate that song, to see if I can sing that song etc. (Always helps to have a friend with you to sing along :))
Talking about music, I realize how much I miss singing on stage. Live shows every once in a while were my drugs. The practices, cramming for lyrics, the timed sore throat, the harmonies, the mental image of jumping on stage while singing, the smiles in the audience, the one guy in the corner who keeps looking at you, the one crazy drunk girl who is singing even after you stop, matching your scale to the guitarist (or vice-versa :)), the rush in your blood in your first song, just being in “the zone” in the middle of a song and knowing it after, smiling at your singers when you get your harmonies perfect, searching near the drumkit for lyric sheets in the middle of the song, calling out to someone in the audience while you sing…. alright, alright I’ll stop!
Radio is to Live singing what CDs is to Recordings. Radio and Live shows are about off-the-cuff fun, thrill, excitement and that crazy feeling in the spine. CDs and Recordings are about perfection, order and symmetry. Both involve a high level of skill and composure. And since I am missing the live shows and recordings right now, I am settling with the radio and CDs 🙂
But I will be back, somehow, somewhere 🙂
I’ll leave you with a song that I liked recently – and I can relate to the lyrics a bit!
New Soul – Yael Naim
I’m a new soul
I came to this strange world
Hoping I could learn a bit bout how to give and take.
But since I came here,
Felt the joy and the fear
Finding myself making every possible mistake
I’m a young soul
In this very strange world
Hoping I could learn a bit bout what is true and fake
But why all this hate?
Try to communicate
Finding trust and love is not always easy to make
This is a happy end
‘Cause you don’t understand
Everything you have done
Why’s everything so wrong?
This is a happy end
Come and give me your hand
I’ll take you far away
December 17, 2009 § 1 Comment
Do you wanna know a secret? I don’t wanna spoil the party,
I forgot to remember to forget, to take good care of (you,) my baby.
The two of us, we can work it out,
In spite of all the danger, we can twist and shout.
When this penny lane, becomes a long and winding road,
Why don’t we do it in the road =)
The things we said today, its all too much,
I should’ve known better, as such.
Tell me why, Ask me why,
It won’t be long, you’ll be mine.
With lonesome tears in my eyes,
When we come together, I feel fine.
As I write after a hard day’s night,
Wish you were here, to hold me tight.
It’s weird to be within you, without you,
I can only let it be, that’s all I’ve got to do.
Across the universe, all we need is love,
All my loving, belongs to you.
P.S. I love you
December 10, 2009 § 6 Comments
Everybody loves gifts. I’m no different. So my happiness knew no bounds when I met John, Paul, George and Ringo on the 7th of August 2009 at 10:15 am. As thoughtful a gift/thought that it was, it also was a responsibility. I was to be married shortly and suddenly I felt like I was handed a few babies to take care of! *sigh*, that silly cow.
The Fab Four were super cool and kept swimming about their day and having fun. I’d secretly sing them a song each day, in my head, so that my silly colleagues don’t hear me and think I’m off the rocker. But this, helped me reaffirm and realize my undying love for the Smart/Cute/Quiet/Funny ones, the original.
The Beatles may have required “psychedelic experiences” to create something unbelievable like what they did, but I need absolutely nothing to be able to enjoy it. To sink in it. To drown with it. To sleep with it. To love it. To breathe it. As cliche as it sounds, music is my therapy. People who know me well would know that I listen to almost *any* kind of music and find a connect out of everything to music. I relate phases of my life to songs, yeah, I’m cheesy like that 😛
Anyway, I should agree that I wasn’t the best caretaker of the swimming Fab Four and did a sad job of giving them food on time. And they begin to pop off, one by one. As much as it made me upset, I can proudly say that it was fantastic to host the Fabs in my cabin.
After all, Happiness is a Warm Gun. So, Let it be.
July 28, 2008 § Leave a comment
Yes. In prison.
No, seriously. Even today.
I used to have a pretty neat collection of tapes, about a decade ago. Some stolen (borrowed and never returned), some gifts, some of which I actually saved up money for. And a few months back, I was in S’s house and we suddenly went down memory lane and dug up her cupboard to find some really old tapes. I associate tapes to a certain phase of my formative years. I really enjoy punching in that tape into the deck, pushing the rewind button and stopping right before your favourite song starts. The timing really mattered when doing so.
Ah, what bliss 🙂 And yes, I was mighty bugged to know that she was the one who stole my Roxette tape!