I went a little crazy downloading new music.
There are sites I love to read who once a week, or for a period of time, only post music finds and indy artists with words and poetry to music and I used to get so angry.
Why do some people have to put motion to the emotions?
Because deep down inside of me I have the motion for my emotion. I have the rhythm for the ride and I want to stop feeling it. I want to get off.
My vocals are a little cranky and twangy and off beat but they’re guttural and spiritual and they’re hurting.
And I couldn’t listen to everyone else open their hearts while I was protecting mine so fiercely.
I have a brother who sings, I have another brother who can do music as well and his voice is like velvet. I have a sister who writes, who can sing like a bird perched in a dogwood in early spring, like a song of spring. It’s sweet and soft and beautiful.
I think, once upon a time, we all used to sing together.
And it was joyful.