The Power and essence of Music and Song

Even being a little taker of six I had a viewpoint ! an dI stated it . wow How great was that ?? I would to utilise the feet of my dad and enjoy the many renditions of Classical masters. I could hum a lot of the lead lines in these wonderful pieces, as well young age. There was something awesome in the energy of this old record( I thought ). because it went round and round for the turn table. Each circle releasing a hum of wonderful music. I was always surprised about how the little circles held dozens of many notes. wow !
Then there was my dad. Such an awesome man. Such a great personality. we used to sing all the time. Old war songs and great oldies. He would be a true high tenor, much to my poor mothers dismay and used to sing those high notes as robust as being a bird on the wire. No, a bird while on an electric wire. My poor mother, my pour neighbors. Now at 72 he's no less active in his voice and I join him when ever I can. and thank him for anyone wonderful a lot of happy songs and happy yellings!!!!
I always liked the happy songs. or maybe more so the melodic songs. I liked sad songs too however they had to have a great tune. A minor harmony-so to communicate in, Things that were filled with disconnected sounds I just couldn't bear. I remember trying to learn “Bella Bartock” a Russian composer. He drove me the wall, and I think I drove him to his grave, I am The poor man was BR MALIE without much of a choice since he wasn't longer within the land of the living.Bless him, Mr. Bang Bang…… But an excellent bang bang !!!! almost like Chitty Chitty bang bang……
I realize when I was obviously a little older, which it was my spirit that drew those songs in my opinion. What I was mentioned with may be there when camping like a blanket of joy. Even now I am so fascinated by classic sounds and powerful compositions. It is like life to get. The power in the good sound. Like food to the soul.
I am asked to think that such talent and love could remain inside the world. That such wonderful artwork and music and song may give us so much joy and power even as we go from age to age.
Today I play mozart understanding that the great “ short man” is still humming his song in heaven and I reach perform his little part from the miracle. How lucky am I . I also believe that we need to teach our younger generation “Good Music” Not all banging instruments and rowdy sounds are good for your soul. It is true that new instruments and systems
are added to our society over a daily basis. However they are not necessarily harmonious. There is power then there is always pain inside the discourse of those sounds.
Teach your child to listen to the great masters even if they are toddlers. Teach them to feel using their spirit.
Love them your choice of music plus they too will be taught to true power of love and peace and joy. From individuals who have felt and seen inside years long past. Give them great memories because you sit with them around the floor to take pleasure from another rendition of “the life with the composer” It will not be in vain. As all good things life and love also comes in cycles to all of us. and from now on I see strands with the great classics coming through even within the noisy renderings that grace our charts. There is hope. There is love and many of all there exists once again. Great Music. Amen.