As I sit
writing this, While My Guitar Gently Weeps is playing on the stereo. It was my
first Beatles number and is my father’s favourite song. I prefer Simon and
Garfunkel’s The Sound of Silence myself because I identify with the song almost
completely.
The thing
is, I’ve been listening to music since I was a baby. My mother used to croon me
to sleep using songs by ABBA or Harry Belafonte. My father introduced me to
Pink Floyd at the age of seven and from there I guess I never really looked
back. I was off on an adventure- deciphering lyrics, making out melody and in
general I was lost amidst the voices and sounds. I even wanted to be an
acoustics engineer at one point of time- someone who works with different
sounds and creates some of his own.
I won’t lie-
I do not know the technicalities of music. Ask me about scales and I will draw
a blank. Ask me about Led Zeppelin and I’ll go on for hours. I can discuss
AC/DC, Black Sabbath, Pink Floyd, Dream Theater and Steven Wilson with ease,
but I would fail horribly at trying to reproduce their music on an instrument.
The fact
remains that music is much more than sheets or lyrics or melody. It’s a
combination of these and the end result can be magical. While My Guitar Gently
Weeps just finished by the way and Bohemian Rhapsody is currently playing. I
pause here and I wonder- what if some kid in Japan is listening to the same
song right now? It’s quite possible! Music can be used to communicate feelings,
messages and thoughts. It unifies people, like the song Imagine said when it
spoke of a brotherhood of man. There are thousands of other songs like Imagine
such as I Just Called to Say I Love You by Stevie Wonder which spread the
message of peace and harmony among us.
Music is
transcendental. It has a unique way of touching your heart. It’s a combination
of pulses which find their way to your ears and end up becoming food for your
soul. Music is powerful- it can make you very happy, very sad or take you on a
journey into someone’s mind.
I like to think
that music is the language of peace, of protest and of love. What about you?
The Bilge Master
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