Music

This morning it struck me as something quite fascinating. As Mr. Kiedis once proclaimed "Music the great communicator." Now I am not disagreeing with the man here nor am I attempting to make his song sound silly but if you don't understand the words that someone is singing, surely that stops it being a communication and actually just becomes an odd parody of the British/American stereotype of just saying things slower and louder when in non-English speaking countries.

Don't mishear me on this, I think that music from all over the globe is a wonderful thing but what I am saying is if you don't understand the heart behind the music, you don't understand the music. Were you aware that when Coolio released "Gangsta's Paradise" a lot of people branded it as glorifying being involved with gang violence? Rather than simply listening to the man who was declaring the struggles facing people with (for want of a better phrase) a background of being raised on the "street". Gang violence isn't something to be praised, it is something to be concerned by.

A friend once told me that every genre has something good to offer, you just have to look. And after a fair amount of listening, I can honestly say that I haven't found evidence to prove this wrong yet. Rap music can be deeply profound and is not just about violence. Folk music can be really fun and catchy whilst not just being sung by a bunch of odd, old men. And as for the enormous, recycling behemoth that is Pop, well let's just say that The Beatles could only be classified as a Pop band on many of their best selling songs. Before you label something terrible, listen to it. I know I've been guilty of it in the past. Having a short stint as an indie child, if something became popular and was "overplayed" I decided that I just couldn't like it anymore. Well no more. 

Listen with your eyes shut and let someone's heart come through their music. Yes, sometimes someone is just singing absolute nonsense but you know what? Sometimes it is just fun to think about nothing except something silly. Peace out folks

In the morning

The morning.

An interesting time of day for a variety of reasons. For starters, everyone has different morning routines. Even people who claim to have no routine, still probably have some semblance of one. But that is not the only thing that makes the morning so interesting to me. It is the fact that it is the only time of day that we have assigned as a description for people. Person 1: "Why are they so happy this early?" Person 2: "Oh, they're a morning person" What makes a morning person, a morning person? Is it their capability to get up quickly and be ready for the day quickly or is it a sheer willingness that whilst in the face of the groggy waking up feeling they will overcome? Personally, I think it could be either.

Some days I am most assuredly not a morning person. When the morning arrives, I would like nothing more than to fast forward through it and get straight into the afternoon. My alarm going off is not a nice, gentle wake up call with music I love but rather, on these days it is more akin to a bomb going off. My eyes do not want to open, even in a dimly lit room where the only light is coming from a tiny crack between curtains.

But on other days, if I didn't have my morning then I can guarantee that I would achieve nothing with my day. My alarm gently rouses my consciousness and the light seems wonderful, like the first dawn of the world. Instead of having to escape the constraints of my covers, I can just lightly throw them aside and step into the bright and welcoming day.

What is the difference between these two different sides? Why is there a variety in reactions to one simple event? Who knows? Not me. But what I do know is that breakfast always has the potential to be the best meal of the day, to the point where I would even have breakfast foods for dinner and have myself a mighty fine brinner. Bacon, eggs, sausage and beans in any meal are nearly always good (although bacon is definitely always good). But there you have it folks. My odd thoughts that I started the day with. Hope to see you soon, peace out.