My Natural Mystic
My Natural Mystic
With so many songs constantly running through my head it is amazing that I have really pressed my career in music. My roommate ridiculed me the other day for constantly singing as we walked downtown. Sorry, dirk, but it is just what I am. Funny enough that same night I ended up on stage doing a couple of Marley tunes.
Over the past few weeks I have found myself completely consumed by music. I cannot get enough. My newest pusher has been myspace and its artist section. I have found myself probing through pages and pages of independent artist trying to find that one track that says it all. I guess it must be my current funk in life I am going through, but for whatever reason, I have found myself gravitating to the original and unknown. While finding comfort in those familiar tunes I know far to well.
My recent obsession has been with mostly acoustic and soul music. I have found myself searching out live performances of my favorite artist. Jason Mraz, Eric Clapton, Anthony David, David Ryan Harris, Danyo Cummings, Goapele, Lucky Peterson, and the Marley’s have been a constant source of escape for me over the past few weeks.
Tonight I found my old Clapton Unplugged CD. This is the CD I would want to be trapped with on a desert island with. Just give me a guitar and a solar powered CD player.
At my office I have a nice Bob Marley, Ben Harper, & Jack Johnson mix that I like to mellow out to. This is nice as I have grown more and more anxious of my job anticipating my very soon departure. As a uncertain future looms in the distance, music provides me a certain amount of solace of a long lost friend that never wavers. The beauty of music is that is can consume and save this savage beast.
Many more will have to suffer, many more will have to die…Don’t ask me why?
With so many songs constantly running through my head it is amazing that I have really pressed my career in music. My roommate ridiculed me the other day for constantly singing as we walked downtown. Sorry, dirk, but it is just what I am. Funny enough that same night I ended up on stage doing a couple of Marley tunes.
Over the past few weeks I have found myself completely consumed by music. I cannot get enough. My newest pusher has been myspace and its artist section. I have found myself probing through pages and pages of independent artist trying to find that one track that says it all. I guess it must be my current funk in life I am going through, but for whatever reason, I have found myself gravitating to the original and unknown. While finding comfort in those familiar tunes I know far to well.
My recent obsession has been with mostly acoustic and soul music. I have found myself searching out live performances of my favorite artist. Jason Mraz, Eric Clapton, Anthony David, David Ryan Harris, Danyo Cummings, Goapele, Lucky Peterson, and the Marley’s have been a constant source of escape for me over the past few weeks.
Tonight I found my old Clapton Unplugged CD. This is the CD I would want to be trapped with on a desert island with. Just give me a guitar and a solar powered CD player.
At my office I have a nice Bob Marley, Ben Harper, & Jack Johnson mix that I like to mellow out to. This is nice as I have grown more and more anxious of my job anticipating my very soon departure. As a uncertain future looms in the distance, music provides me a certain amount of solace of a long lost friend that never wavers. The beauty of music is that is can consume and save this savage beast.
Many more will have to suffer, many more will have to die…Don’t ask me why?
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