Music is an integral part of me, truly therapeutic. I often go through phases of listening to different music. There are times I get stuck on one artist, one album, or even one song for a riduculous amount of time. When Craig gets into my car during those streaks, he look incredulously at me, like you are not really going to even think about playing that song ONE MORE TIME. Then he flings himself out of the door into oncoming traffic. That is how we compromise around here.
Music is so expressive and there is infinite emotion in it. It has always been an outlet, a warm security blanket for me. Just consider yourself warned, because if you stick around here, you will see this theme repeated over and over and over again. To me, music offers a mental escape, something that my overactive mind often needs. More often than not, I can find a song that conveys my emotions better than any words could. Depending on my mood, my musical taste fluctuates. I just work that way. I just finished a book, Leading with Soul (totally recommend it), and the author said, "Music is the algebra of feelings." Uh huh.
Ray LaMontange is a person who is totally fascinating to me. To see him speak in an interview, you see someone awkward, foreign to his own skin. It is almost painful to watch him struggle in front of the camera. However, behind the microphone, he is alive and transforms into an amazing artist. It is powerful. His song Jolene has been in the back of my mind for weeks and it just takes my breath away. Often it is hard for me to identify what draws me to a song, so I will not slaughter it by trying to explain why I love this song.
Today is a sad day. I have to attend a funeral for my dear friend Jessica's dad. My heart breaks for her, and it hits way too close to home for me. Hard to believe my own dad has been gone over five years. Still feels like yesterday.
Back to them fun and games tomorrow.