Wednesday, April 20, 2005

Sing Me a Song

I love music. It is like therapy. Tunes make me happy or sad, depending on their agreement to my mood. There had been a time when my passion to books was switched to my obsession to music. Probably the lack of ready cash could be traced as one of the culprits. I could listen to music anywhere anytime unlike books which you could not readily have when you do not have cash or ready money. I was always coy before and that is one factor, too, that getting the book I wanted is really a struggle. I find it hard to borrow books from others. I would prefer to borrow from the library but I could not own them and make them stay with me for longer periods of time.

When I was in high school ‘til college, I really do not mind the lyrics in a song. If the piece sounded good to my ear, I would consider it as a favorite even if the song does not have to do anything with me, with what I believe in, with what I feel, or with what I don’t feel. It had changed somehow when I had a boyfriend – you know, the type of feeling that every single thing that passes, even music, or a song, has something to do with being in love.

At present, I am very particular with the lyrics. I discovered, one time, that my 15-year old daughter was singing a rock song, which was contrary to virtues that I impart. A song was played one time and I grabbed a few lines while it is being played. I told my daughter that she should not be singing that song because it is a vain song disbelieving God. In fairness, the song has a good tune.

My ears are not fixed to one type of music – it could be classic, pop, rnb, jazz, love songs, emorock, anything as long as it catches my attention and then it makes me sing to the tune.

Here are samples of a variety of songs that the tunes I like except for their lyrics (they do not have anything to do with me):
*if you are interested with the lyrics you can click the name of the song

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