Oh, I’m excited to write this one. I’m excited about this post. WordPress feeds me prompts, and this one — this one I can write about.
Music. Sweet, sweet music.
Whenever people ask me what I’m into, I have to throw music in, because I can’t picture life without it.
I play it, I sing it, I listen to it often.
I’m not sure why it’s so important to me, but those three things consume a lot of my being. I know I’m musically talented, so that certainly helps, but I suspect it’s more than that. I suspect it’s wired in.
Anyway, those are my three sub-topics — playing, singing, and listening. Wasn’t planning on turning this into an essay, but I guess it sort of ended up that way.
I play. I play piano and violin, though lately my piano skills are used only for figuring out how to play a song on the violin when I’m struggling to get the timing or the notes just right. I’ve linked to a video of me playing an apparently traditional Metis fiddle reel that I put on YouTube. The song is called Caribou Reel, and I looooove it. I sat around for years musing that I wished I could fiddle. I’d listen to Dixie Chicks and Emerson Drive, and tune out everything but the fiddling. In December 2009, I finally caved and bought myself a violin and started taking lessons. I have never regretted it, and my fingers are finally starting to fly. (there’s not supposed to be any visual to this video… my phone was sitting on my stove while I played — sorry.)
I sing. I am on a team at Church and we sing together every so often (about once a month at the moment). I was on just yesterday, and the way the harmonies blended together was just incredible. The voices, the harmonies — none of that is technically important, since none of it is the focus, but I sincerely believe that the worship (in song, though there are many other ways to worship) that can come from well-led singing (I’m not bragging here, I wasn’t the leader) can be incredible. Not being all that shy, and knowing that I’ve got a good voice, I’ve never really felt shy about being on stage to sing. Sure, when I was younger and I sang by myself, that was nerve wracking, but it doesn’t make me nervous anymore.
Finally, I listen. To say that I’m eclectic in my taste in music is accurate, but I definitely prefer to listen to Country when given the option. Particularly, I adore a good country love song. I know they’re often unrealistic. I know that often, life doesn’t pan out the way that country love songs make it look like it does… but some of them still make me swoon and want for a love like that. I think too, that the type of song that resonates so clearly with a person says a lot about them. I won’t interpret that statement for you — I’ll let you figure it out on your own if you so choose.
Oh, these songs. These songs….