It's a fairly wonderful feeling knowing that i can write on here and no one will be reading this. It's not a blog that will be advertised, it won't be published anywhere and i'm writing for no one but me. The best thing is, i have nothing to say, really.
Do you remember when you used to sit down and listen to a song on the radio and think oh wow, this person has a voice i could listen to forever. i remember sitting on the couch in the basement my heart almost breaking at the sound of the bread on the stereo, listening to "If". i've been working on a project the last few days and i can't stand how this music just kills me. It's like every song tells an story in and of itself. Watching Stevie Nicks on the stage completely stoned just trying to stand up straight and maintain some sense of composure, is incredible while she's still belting out these unimaginable vocals.
Where is that talent today? Where is that musical emotion? i'm not going to say it's all about the money today because i don't care about that, today it seems like it's all about "me". It's all about showing off and making sure that everyone in the world knows that you just might have an ounce of talent. i would love to know what happened to making a tiny statement with what God gave you, if you had a voice or the ability to write a song or lyrics, that's what i miss.
i would love to get the real music back. i want to sit back on my couch and listen to a song that tears my heart out of my chest and makes me sob like i used to when i listened to Time In A Bottle. Those people might be gone but i know there are lyricists out there today who can do it, they are just too wrapped up in things that don't matter to do the things they are able to do, to make a difference.
If i would have known i would have saved that time in a bottle, for sure.
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