Live Music
I Love Live Music...
This is a picture I took at San Miguel de Salinas (Spain) village fete in September.
Live music, however professional always tickles my G-spot!
I am the kind of guy who's forever stopping to watch buskers in the underground.
My father broke my guitar because I failed my Baccalaureat.
All say: "Ahhhh...."
He had blamed the failure on my staying up late with my friends, playing (very) badly a cheap guitar handed down to me by my brother.
Summer evenings in my quiet hometown were spent on a lonely bench by the sleepy train station.
One of my two childhood friends brought a flask a mint tea and the other a bagful of roast peanuts. I brought my guitar.
We sat and I played the one song I knew, over and over again. They drank tea, ate peanuts, shuffled impatiently on the seat and begged me to learn another song.
The day they heard that my father had smashed the wretched instrument of their nightly tortures, it crossed their mind to send him a letter of thanks.
A couple of years ago, I bought a second-hand guitar. A woman had advertised it in the local paper. She had bought it for her husband to try and entice him away from the telly. I think she had failed miserably, the guitar had remained in its pouch till the day I bought it.
A friend gave me a few lessons but I found there was more to life than to sit on my own, strumming the same chord repeatedly.
Sadly it now occupies a dark corner of the understair cupboard just behind the vaccum cleaner.
I also got a pair of bongos as a present three Christmases ago. They did get a lot of play time on the day but now, they spend their days freezing their skins in the conservatory.
I have come to the conclusion that it is a lot more satisfying that I listen to someone else play properly.
Nowadays, I have the odd fleeting dream of belonging in a band. But thank your stars, the dream remains odd and fleeting!
Go on, let's have your thoughts about music, live music, instruments or just musical dreams...
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I screamed and guess what?
20 Comments:
Fancy breaking your guitar.
Bastard.
~Milady
xxx
I too enjoy live music, but not the big productions... I prefer the quiet little jazz bars, where you find unknown talent that hasn't yet been exploited by the record labels.
As for my own musical history, when I graduated from high school I bought a guitar. I spent the next couple years teaching myself how to play, and actually became pretty good. Then I lost interest in it. I wonder why...
missed your writings! I hope you had wonderful times with your brother. On my walk today I was thinking about this very topic! Physic eh? Music influences so much of our lives. I know it does mine and my work. When I dance around to music Rat gets so excited and he kinda dances too! Sweet story cream.
you said:
"Live music, however professional always tickles my G-spot!
I am the kind of guy who's forever stopping to watch buskers in the underground."
hmmm.... this is very new. i never know that a guy has G-spot... :D
I love music! I like almost everything - from jazz, rock, metal to electronic. I don't like disco/dance and something called disco-polo :]
I used to play guitar but, like you, I rather like to hear those who can play :)
Milady, I don't think he meant to do it. It was so old and cheap it must have crumbled in his hand. We laugh at it now.
Viking, you should get back to it! There is nothing like bringing joyful music to people!
Val, had a great time with Pipo and Yvonne. Shame it was too short.
Rat must be a great dancing partner!
Iluvnyc, I think it is a G-spot unless it is a just a spot...
Shyha, I kept an open mind to music. Anything that sends a shiver down my back is worth listening to.
Penny, I love that kind of bar! You must get back to learning the guitar, especially if your daughter is keen!
Isis, I had a listen to over the rhine. Very good sound!
That's my kind of venue!
Aha! I knew it. You had aspirations towards being a rock star :-D
I can't imagine a world without music, but Marianne gave me a link to a place where music is BANNED!
I love to hear people singing while they're walking down the street...doesn't happen here, only in Jamaica.
When I travel overseas I too stop to listen to buskers.
I can write volumes about music, how healing it is, why don't they use it in hospitals, and how children love to hear grownups sing, no matter how badly.
I too have a guitar, and I try to teach myself classical guitar. The guitar is parked. I think I will take it out as of this evening.
Maybe you just need company, people play more and learn more when they have music companions.
GG, music does get played in hospitals but quite a bit of the time, it is the kind that makes you even sicker!
I have come to the conclusion that there must be a filter somewhere that sifts through all the visitors to my humble blog and only keeps those who share my tastes, aspirations and waffle.
The most important requirement is a guitar used or unused!
I, too, am a guitar guy. I have several now, but for many years I had just one second-hand piece of junk that I used for actual performances several nights a week (in mostly ministry settings). This went on for 3-4 years, and I finally bought a beautiful brand-new acoustic-electric. Now that I have a guitar to be proud of, I almost never perform. Ironic eh?
My songwriting partner wants to pay for us to record some of our originals next month, though, that'd be fun.
And what's a 'busker'?
Hi, CD...The sifting rule has once again been verified.
Is that Ministry of Sound, or simply ministry of psalms...
A busker? Is this a trick question?
Buskers are now legal on the London Underground. The LU has ruled that they can play at certain stations.
I love your anecdotes and vow to read through your whole blog one day when I have some time... Meantime, I think that musical instruments make wonderful artwork. We have two guitars and a piano that really add to the visual atmoshere in our lounge -- though it's usually the stereo that's played! :)
Thanks Andrea! I love your blog, too and I am nibbling my way through it!
I keep vowing to learn to play properly but the restaurants take up most of my time. And I'd rather blog and listen to music at the same time!
cream: you have to listen to disco-polo :) Of course, there's several dance/disco tunes I like a lot.
Be prepared for some disco-polo :) I'll find you some :D
ok :) I've found some :D
Bobi: To nie błąd (It's not a fault)
DingDong: Smutne Moje Serce (My Heart is Sad)
Love System: Siciliano
Akcent: Pszczółka Maja (Bee Called Maya)
Fanatic: Czarownica (Witch)
Polskie Orły (Polish Eagles): 4 razy po 2 razy (4 times for 2 times) [obviously about sex]
Toples: Ciało Do Ciała (Body to Body) (note the single 's')
Voyager: Polskie Dziewczyny (Polish Girls)
All the lyrics are based on similiar form as: "I love you, You're my bee, come to me, Sing to me" etc etc :)
Sorry for beeing a bit intolerant but it's a way too ridiculous :D
Have fun digging new fields of music :]
Sorry for double (triple?) comment but I have to add that these are just ~40 seconds long samples which I've found on some site (these are hardlinks to that page) and I believe they are legal.
I understand why you don't like! I am glad because I wouldn't have wanted to hurt your feelings.
It reminds me of Eurovision stuff that always scores "Nul Point"!
But after a few drinks, I am sure I would understand the words.
Don't tell me about Eurovision... It's so hard to hear most of the songs performed there.
Started to learn the cello when I was small, and gave it up because it was twice as big as me and I was too lazy to get it out of the case... bad girl.
I have fantasies of being a drummer in a rock'n'roll band. I like the idea of making other people happy and jump up and down for a living.
Annie, I agree it is a bit of laziness that made me gave up.
Jumping up and down and making
people happy for a living, eh!
Could be misconstrued!
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