If music be the food of love/life then play on - truer words have never been spoken. I love and appreciate all genres and eras of music (that I have heard), yes, even country. They all communicate something; a moment, an experience - music is an expression of life; be it about heart break, love, lust, lost, sex, drugs, violence; it puts words and sound to these experiences.
Music sometimes allows me to express emotions and thoughts that give me a bit of difficulty to corral. One of my favorite songs is "My way" by Frank Sinatra; for the simply reason that I like doing things my way and I try to live my life with few regrets (good and not so good choices). But today I was reminded of another classic which I like - it seems to speak to me with more frequency of late; it is 'to all the girls I've loved before" by Julio Iglesias. Loved in this context having double meaning (edited for public consumption and unedited for private use) and the girls/women walking through my life being platonic and otherwise.
I hope this is not considered copy right infringement, but I feel compelled to share the lyrics of this song:
To all the girls I've loved before
Who travelled in and out my door
I'm glad they came along
I dedicate this song
To all the girls I've loved before
To all the girls I once caressed
And may I say I've held the best
For helping me to grow
I owe a lot I know
To all the girls I've loved before
The winds of change are always blowing
And every time I try to stay
The winds of change continue blowing
And they just carry me away
To all the girls who shared my life
Who now are someone else's wives
I'm glad they came along
I dedicate this song
To all the girls I've loved before
To all the girls who cared for me
Who filled my nights with ecstasy
They live within my heart
I'll always be a part
Of all the girls I've loved before
The winds of change are always blowing
And every time I try to stay
The winds of change continue blowing
And they just carry me away
I could not have said it any better if I tried - it is a masterful song. At first I misread some of the lyrics as I was thinking of moments in my life - but that just reinforces my point about music and life. Indeed, if music be the food of love/life play on.
I have of late taken the view that no matter how rebellious, unconventional, non-conformist we would like to think ourselves, we are at some point always part of a similar grouping of people. We are never truly leaders, but followers. Followers, I prefer to refer to us as sheep; because at one point or another in our life we are all sheep. This is a place to express myself, vent my frustration with the sheepdom, and relieve my boredom. It is my therapy for all that contributes to my neurosis.
Monday, January 11, 2010
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