THE SOUND OF MUSIC
Personally I'm not a big fan of Facebook (although the idea of it is groing on me). At the moment I solidly use it for 3 things:
1. School stuff
2. Wishing a happy birthday to family members (although I'm only "friends" with like 4 of them on Facebook. I don't know why but I just find it very hard/weird to ask someone if hey want to be my fb friend...)
3. Trying to win myself some shizzle
At the moment there's a giveaway going on at the Facebook page of Stay Home Club due to 6000 likes. As I've mentioned before here, I've totally fallen in love with them and will do (almost) anything to get my hands on one of their gems.
This giveaway evolves around the Sad Songs-collection (I mean, that's already a brilliant concept there). To enter you've got to "like Stay Home Club on fb, like this post & comment here with the song that makes you weep the most." Now lucky for us, this world's been blessed with a lot of beautiful sad songs. The first song that immediately popped into my mind is -the rather unconventional- No Goodbyes by Blue. I've in depth my feelings towards this song before somewhere on this blog and the emotional context for me behind it. But I also can never resist a good boyband ballad. It can be said, though, that the song has an uplifting tune which can inspire to happiness or hope. Same goes for I'll Be Ok by McFly. I always listen to that song while I'm anything but OK and will sob along, singing (if you want to call it singing atleast) that "I'll be Ok". Which in addition reminds me of another Blue song called Back Someday...
If you're alone, I want you to know I'll be back someday
Don't you ever let go
Baby, hold tight through the cold lonely night
Just wait for me till I get home
Don't you ever let go
Baby, hold tight through the cold lonely night
Just wait for me till I get home
When you're on your own
I want you to know
I'll be there for you, I could never let go
I realise that you want me to stay
But hold on
I'll be back someday
I want you to know
I'll be there for you, I could never let go
I realise that you want me to stay
But hold on
I'll be back someday
Be back someday, someday
So... Maggie Gammons from Futile Ramblings posted not long ago a playlist called "In The City In Winter Time" and I very fondly listened to it. The music in some way corresponded with the setting I was sat whereby the music intensified the moment, turning it into an experience. The same goes for going to a concert whereby you "forcibly" create a memory/experience through the means of music (and naturally many more things, but lets just ignore that for the sake of the following words, shall we?). Sometimes things correlate or get off on eachother creating not only a moment but an actual experience. Most commonly naturally the looking out of a window, preferably on the go (while sat in a car or on the train or whatever), while a sad song plays in the background. That morning while listening to Maggie's playlist (I may say Maggie) it happened to me. A moment that otherwise wouldn't be as memorable as it is now, turned into an experience I believe due to the music I was listening to and all the other sounds surrounding it, making it special thus memorable (there's nothing above the magic that is the sound of music combined with raindrops and a snoring dog).
However...
As I've also probably mentioned before on here, my sister is studying sign language and stuff (there's more to it than just sign language, but it's a bit hard to explain, but I'll trust that y'all sort of get/can imagine what I mean with "stuff") and she's learning me some things about the culture of the surrounding topic (wouldn't be a student of Cultural Heritage if I didn't, would I?). The main thing I've noticed is that there's a strong "atmosphere" of them opposite us or us opposite them. This is naturally something that goes on in any grouping or society on earth. Or maybe even in the universe (even aliens can alienate other aliens. Ever thought about that??). The main difference between them and us is that we can hear and they can not (disclaimer: this isn't in anyway meant as offensive or disassociating or whatever. Also, do you need to disclaim before making a statement or is afterwards also fine? Just wondering...).
Music, as I've typed in this post, can intensify a moment, turning it into an experience. However don't be fooled with such "disabilities", because boldly typed, music self can be experienced in all kinds of ways that doesn't neccisarily has to be done by the tradition of listening to it. Music can be experienced in a much greater way than that. Now at this point I'd like to show you a video of my sister and her fellow students miming (miming not being the right word. It's basically translating) a song. And I'd like to follow up on that video with another video of my sister's teacher who's specialised in "miming" music, which he does very beautifully (and touching) to that song from Frozen that goes like Let it go, Let it goooo! (which I've just found out is also called Let It Go. Those people at Disney aren't very imaginative. jk. Sorry). And just looking at it will make you speechless and stunned by the idea of the many ways music can be wrapped up as and by the power of language.
However, I can't show you those video's due to privacy rules and stuff. *sad face* But maybe you get the idea (not really but maybe a little bit) by watching a video taken from this BBC show called How Not To Live Your Life where David Armand does interpretative dance to for instance Baby Hit Me One More Time. Naturally this is all more meant as funny than as a serious translation of the song and stuff, but I thought "what the hell! if I can't show you a very touching 'performance', I'll show y'all something funny". Mr Armand doesn't really give you the chills like my sister's teacher did (which is funny because he did a song from Frozen...), but ya know it will make you, or atleat me, chuckle AND hopefully it gives you an idea of how music can be more than just the beat. Or something.
And that's it for now. I think. Maybe. Uhm... yes it is.
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, goodbye!
Love,
Dominique
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