How to Find the Meaning in the Music ~ Audrey

Music has always been the thing that’s taking up my life. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I couldn’t live with out it. Since I could talk I was singing, since I could walk I was moving, and since I could stand I was banging around on one instrument or another. And I haven’t stopped to this day. I live, breathe and eat music. If that makes any sense. Its like I can’t go a whole day without listening, playing or singing it. Once you dedicate yourself to something like that, it becomes a part of you. You begin to see it in pictures, the way someone walks across the room, or even in something as simple as a feeling. It becomes the only way you can express yourself. For me, the first thing I want to do when I come home is play. When I’ve had a bad day, I blast music through my skull at a deafening tone until I get home. And the minute I do, I sit at my piano and play. Pages upon pages of soft melancholy piano solos, or a melodic prelude from my studies. Or when something so incredible happens, you don’t know what to say, I just turn to music. It’s the friend that never leaves you, always a shoulder to cry on. It's there with you through love, and joy, grief and heartbreak. Its like, imagine you’re an extremely skilled artist who has the ability to paint whatever they choose. You see something beautiful, and you won’t rest until you paint it. Whether it’s simply in your head, or on a canvas. I wish it were that easy, because on one hand, the majority of us aren't that talented. For musicians, it’s an irresistible urge to find that perfect chord or line to express what you’re feeling, especially when you cant find a way to do just that. For the less talented, it’s listening to video after video until you find that expression that someone else put out there. Musicians are perfectionists. Every single one of them. I for one have sat for hours on end, multiple times, just listening to music. And I could spend hours more playing it, rehearsing, changing and re-inventing until its just right. Or simply playing no reason at all. That’s what music is all about. Everyone has it in them. Some are just more willing to find it. It’s a part of you. One that, for a few special people, will never go away. It’s more than a passion, it’s a lifestyle. I believe that it’s not possible to be “bad” at music. Everyone can do it. Some may be better than others, but it’s not as simple as that. It’s not about how fast you can play your violin sonata, or how impeccable your technique is. Its not even about how many notes you get right, how perfect your pitch is or how well you can match a rhythm. Who ever said that everyone marches to the beat of their own drum, was a genius. Music is about finding all those little things in life, and literally putting them to your own tune. 

~ Audrey