I like music that jitters and skips, that never quite starts and never quite stops, clever tangles of lyrics and angles. I like music that shimmers, smooth and artful, words folded into melodies, wrapped and ribboned like a gift.
I like big-hearted, haphazard music that gives you a bear hug until your ribs ache. I like music that goes so fast that it's out of breath, an exuberant dash from the start to the end. I like music that is grinning as it crosses the finish line.
I like music that makes me feel like I am in the video. I like music that makes me walk like someone else, makes me speed up, slow down. I like to be moved. I like music that stops at the right time, that doesn’t outstay its welcome. I like things that don’t outstay their welcome. I worry about outstaying my welcome.
I like music that takes me to places I’d never otherwise go. I like music that returns me to times a part of me wishes I’d never left. The walk down the river from my old flat, soundtracked by a genius with a ukulele. That drive back from Devon, one man, his jokes and his guitar filling the car.
I like music that reminds me of friends. I like music that reminds me of other evenings. I like remembering nights in Prague, in Lucerna Music Bar dancing like an idiot, or in the After Dark watching my friends do the same. I like a synthesiser, but only sometimes.
I like music made by people before my parents were born, the wheedling tone of a frantic clarinet, music from another time that makes me tap my feet. I like music that makes me tap my feet. I am not the kind of person to tap my feet.
I like music but I don’t like gigs. I like music to always be there, seeping from the background into the foreground and I’ll wear my headphones to take the bins out, or go to the shop at the top of the road. Ten minutes, three songs: it’s enough.
I like the music she makes when she sings at the top of her voice in the other room, not caring if anyone can hear, free and heartfelt and drowning out the radio, turning every pop star in the world into her backing vocalist.
Proximity, and Revelation.
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Usually, things are just the distance away that they seem to be. Neither
closer, nor further away, just where they should be. Our eyes find them
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14 comments:
Oh, yes, indeed. All of it, but especially, "I like music that returns me to times a part of me wishes I'd never left."
I like music and, I like posts that have a rhythm all their own...just like music...just like your post.
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This post could be set to music...
I like posts that make me laugh, make me think and make me cry. I like posts that make me wish I could write like that.
I like music- all this music.
But I also like gigs- only really good ones though, they are like cocktails- if they are good they are sublime and lift your soul and if they are bad they are utterly depressing and make you want to give up gigs (or drink).
When I was younger I quite liked the big spectacle gigs but now the only ones I really enjoy are the tiny ones which sadly usually means seeing bands before they're big and then losing them to the bad gigs once they've gained aclaim.
still when they're good there's nothing like being in a room full of people atonished by beautiful music and all loving it together.
I'm listening to some relaxing tunes while I still work and everyone else has gone home- music is my only friend this evening!
Must admit that as I was reading this I thought I didn't like it as much as your more prose pieces (does that make sense?) but I really love the last paragraph.
Quite damn good
The whole piece had me thinking, "What would I say about music?" and then the last paragraph gave me chills. Fan-freaking-tastic.
All my favorite kinds, too. Especially not the jigs. And, I'm Irish...
This blog is a music of its own. I could almost dance to it. Still loving your daily gift.
I am not sure you know what magic your writing creates. No scale of 1 to 10 or any such nonsense......the way you see things and express them is just a wonderful thing. I will happily read whatever you write about whatever moves you to write as often as you care to write.
Got it?
This has a pleasant cadence that really accenuates the words, which are also cracking. I like this sort of thing a lot.
Going well for you so far, this post every day thing, innit?
Thanks everyone who commented. This one was a little different to my usual stuff, which is exactly what I was hoping to do at least a bit of as part of my month of daily writing. Really pleased that it worked for some people.
Nessa – I wonder what the music it was set to would sound like?
Bill – If it did any of those four things I would be a very happy man.
Rose – I don’t mind small intimate gigs where I can stand at the front, but I still don’t like the fact that anyone I want to see plays in London and I have to put aside several hours to get there and back. Plus of course the band you want to see never starts until close to ten and you have to endure the support act first. Plus the tallest man in the venue always stands in front of me, without fail. So no, not converted to gigs I’m afraid.
Cherise – Yes, it makes sense. I completely understand what you meant, although it’s a pity this one fell relatively flat for you.
Lo – No, I have no idea. Your comments are just fantastic. I read them when I feel a bit low about the whole writing business.
Jules – Marathon not a sprint, marathon not a sprint… that’s what I keep telling myself.
This is what I was waiting to see.
If you were going to take a month off Twitter to write every day, to throw yourself into it this way, I expected to see something completely new. And here it is.
I don't know that its as ambitious as your fictional piece, but it jumps out and shouts "I'm different!"
In the beginning I thought it read almost like a poem, but it...fleshes out as you go on. The short sentences, that I'm always so wary of, are perfect here.
And the timing, of the entire piece, is really excellent. It's just lovely.
OWO - I know what you mean, I had no preconceptions but I guess I was expecting to write more things like this. So far it's very much been my usual kind of piece, just more of them. I would say there aren't a huge amount of short sentences in this piece though. Glad you liked this one, it's one of the ones this month I'm happiest with.
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