Melodic Mischief
I just wanted to take an interlude and write a bit about my most favorite music in the entire world:
ROCK!
Now, some would say that I am totally head over heels for rock and roll. So far, in fact, that I am trying to learn to play guitar just so I can rock out in my bedroom while listening to P.O.D. and Pearl Jam.
For those of you who don't know who they are, here are some samples:
Now you may look at me wonder why. Why rock? It's the only music that moves me EVERY time. I don't have to be in a mood to listen to rock. I don't have to be looking for any message or comfort. It is what it is. Beautiful, Melodious, and perfect for every mood or season... that is the essence of rock and roll.
I was brought up in a home that appreciated all genres of fine music from classical to the oldies to opera to gospel to blues...to rock. My father is a rocker in his own right. He adds rock riffs and cadences into his blues music. I like to call it rockin' blues.
So you see, rock is in my DNA. I couldn't live if I couldn't rock.
Comments
I suppose Marx, Jesus, MalcomX, Gandhi, amongst others, can be considered a higher class of 'rockers' who had moved on from abstract disaffection to a relatively better articulated one that provides us the blueprint for getting out of the mess we are swilling in.
Just a thought.