After a semi-hectic morning Maisie and I are hanging out while Amy brings Brogan to pre-school and helps out with a pumpkin hunt with the kiddies. I'm enjoying a cup of coffee, Maisie is playing nicely and we're listening to the Chili Peppers new album. I love the Peppers, I've loved them since Blood Sugar Sex Magic (not an impressive stat) but there's something about their music that just resonates with my very soul. Music is so primal and powerful for me; it just takes me away, sets my moods, fills in the blanks, and inspires me.
I'm a musician at heart but I never had the work ethic to pursue it. It takes a lot of courage to do that; the willingness to go without, to hear 'no' so many times you grow immune to it, to believe so much in yourself that you won't be denied. I listen to Calgary's 90.9FM every day (CJSW, U of C's student-run station) and I hear so much new music that I'm constantly experiencing different things you'd never hear on stale corporate radio. The music on CJSW is dominated by the obscure, unknown brave musicians that may have not made it and may never will but have the courage to chase that dream. Brogan has more musical talent in his pinkie finger than most people have in their whole body; I know that if he chooses to go into music that I will support him as much as humanly possible, if that is what he wants.
I effing love music. Love it.
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