Let’s talk about Music. Music is Life!
For as long as I can remember, traveling back into my memory bank, Music has always been my go to.
Music is that friend who you enjoy a crazy night out with.
Music adds flavor to the wine in your glass as you enjoy conversations and laughter with a special person.
Music is the friend who serves as your “Pañuelo de Lagrimas”.
Music is that message of the “I will survive” and “I’m strong Enough” motivational speaker.
I enjoy ALL genres of music, well, mostly all. My favorites are those that send jolts of giggles through your tummy as if being tickled by a loved one, then I have the ones that tease me to jump up (when not driving of course) and dance wildly as if no one is watching. When I am in the car, those same songs have me performing to sold out concerts at the Garden, arms in an enchanted flamenco pose, with a graceful twist of the wrist and fingers, singing loudly with a face full of translated emotions as I blow kisses and wave to the drivers who stare at me, most likely thinking I’m crazy.
I smile from within knowing that;
1. I am not crazy, just loving my moment.
2. I made their day, by adding a delightful sight to the dreary, mundane commute ~ (YOU ARE WELCOME)
Then, there are the songs that rip into my flesh, searing me with such a burning singe, words so painfully familiar that they force my emotions to dance the Tango with a rose stem wedged between my lips, the thorns piercing deep into my flesh causing droplets of dark scarlet blood to glide down, deep down into my soul. The songs that cause the floodgates of memories to rush forth threatening my world with a raging Tsunami. Then, after self torturing myself with the third replay of what now has become my “favorite fucking song” … I become the storm, and I cry.
Music has always been Life to me. Music has always shared my life with me. Music has walked besides me, ahead of me and Behind me. It is Life in every form for me.
Music is a Romantical Comedy. Music is a Heart Wrenching Drama. Music is my Biography.
I have never understood an individual who doesn’t listen to the lyrics of songs (maybe they care not venture into the soul of their existence) or how about the person who believes Music is only about beats. Or, or a person who doesn’t care for Music at all! (are they aliens?)
I cannot fathom the thought of a life void of music, music must play throughout my day. It is my Therapy. It is what connects ME to My feelings and assists in sorting out my emotions into the correct “files” of recent or the archived boxes in the cellar. For music is my memories of moments past. I can listen to a song that will open the door to memories of my childhood, or a lover, or a child’s birthday party, etcetera, etcetera.
Music is Life and I am Love and you, you are my favorite song Margarita!
(Margarita ~ by: Wilkins)
“A fortunate stroke of Serendipity” Gracias Mi Musa
Magically Orgasmic 