Music – The breath of life

There are many things in life I can live without, far more than I could count right now. Off the top of my head I could probably say my top five needs have always been friends, family, food, shelter and music.

I was placed in the womb of a woman who adored music and sang all the time. With great certainty I know the vibrations of her voice in song made its way to me before I even saw the light of the real world. She was a professional singer until immigrating to Canada and becoming a full time Mum and was from a long line of musicians and entertainers.

Thankfully, this meant I was exposed to some of the best of the best in music and understood the difference between a trained voice and those that were not. My mother had her favourite records that would fill the house with music. She encouraged us to sing; on road trips, at family gatherings, on stages and in choir. The sound of music and song was everywhere.

I remember what helped me sleep at night was my little transistor radio tucked under my pillow. The joy of the first Christmas when my sister and I received our very own little blue stereo, and my first rock album was Little Queen by Heart. That album saw me through some of the happiest and darkest times in life and remains to this day in a frame on a wall in my home.

Music is the breath of life for me. It quiets my mind when nothing else will, it lifts me up when I’m down, and makes me move when I have forgotten the freedom to dance.  Throughout the years I have attended many, many concerts and fed for days on the energy they leave behind. I have seen a diverse group of artists from Liza Minnelli to Megadeth, Crosby, Stills and Nash to Annie Lennox, Elton John to BB King and of course Heart several times.

World, rock, pop, blues, jazz, classical, metal, the folk artists and the crooners have all contributed to my music infused world. The worst thing that could happen, is for me to live in a silent world away from music. I don’t even want to imagine it. Even as I write this the radio plays the songs of the day.

No matter where we will travel, music is a universal language. People join together in celebration and sorrow with music sewn into the experience. Like everyone, there is music that is not to my personal taste, but I can appreciate the joy and necessity to have it in life.

In the song Wooden Ships there is a line that say’s “If you smile at me I will understand, cause it is something everyone does in the same language.” Well, in my mind the same can be said for music, share with me your music and I will understand.

2 Responses to Music – The breath of life

  1. I totally agree with you on this one Jennifer. Music has also been in my life since I was a child. If I don’t sing out loud (’cause someone may be listening on the patio below), I sing silently…there’s always a song going on in my head.

    I cannot believe what I heard come out of a young girls’s mouth once day…she may have been about 12. The music was playing in the store and I was silently singing along as blurts out to her friends…”I HATE MUSIC…I ABSOLUTELY HATE IT!” Now…how do you figure? An attention seeker? I carried on as if I didn’t hear her although I was very curious as to why she felt that way. What a sad day that would be if I didn’t like music…it’s all around us, even the birds are singing…5 am every morning..I love it!

  2. What a great observation, even the birds are singing! That is so true, music/song is all around us, thankfully. Keep singing, in your car, in your home, anywhere, if somebody looks at you funny it’s because they wish they had the guts to sing out loud when they felt the urge too, instead of worrying about what others think. As for the girl hating music; hopefully she was seeking attention and she got it, it was called sympathy.

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