Music moves people. Literally. There can’t be much question about that. The next time you are in a room by yourself, clear your mind and try to release all your pervasive thoughts. If you are able to do this effectively, you will notice your limbs start to move with the beat. It is almost a tantric effort, worthy of western spiritualism, but it can be a most invigorating feeling.
Since music is a fundamental form of expression, it can be assumed that an artist is telling us something through the confluence of spoken lyrics and sound. Respect must of course be paid to the fact that any person who has devoted some large amount of time to creating a song must have something important to say. My instructor always tells me that respect in music must be earned through countless hours of perfecting the art.
So, here I am, burying my head in musical books and shredding the tips of my fingers on the strings of my used bass guitar. I have only been playing for about one year and I feel that I have barely even scratched the surface. I am not yet ready to play with other people, for fear that I will waste their time. I can only hope that after spending more time practicing I am able to play the notes I hear so clearly in my head.
To be continued…