Why is Music More Important than Talking...?
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PopMusic.com is a website I am making for all my friends around the world. The weird thing about owning PopMusic.com is about 800 new people a day think, "I wonder what would happen if I type PopMusic.com in my browser?"
Maybe you?!?!?!
I can't, realistically, have 800 new friends EACH DAY I speak to all the time, but I CAN give you what I give my friends, mainly, even if you're not one of them (yet?!?!?!!!!! :).
Twitter. Caw.
Let me explain:
This is honestly true - honestly, honestly - I'm stuck in France right now, but I'm making the best of it. In fact, it's great. I've made some of the BEST friends of my life - one girl told me she's in love with me, although she loves her boyfriend. After THREE days. But that's not what's so weird.
What's so weird is NONE of these people speak English, which is, pretty much, all I speak. And yet I love them! All of them. (All of the ones who've become my friends. Not everyone. That'd be weird. Unless you're, like, Jesus or someone...!)
The one person - this is the punch line of the story - who did NOT like me, after some time, and when I thought we'd be friends, was the ONE person who actually spoke English.
My conclusion is, it doesn't matter what you say, it's how you say it.
In fact, words can get in the way.
It's really a revelation, as I TRULY do understand people's character, I really CAN see how great they are (or, rarely, how ungreat those are who are not so great), without having to speak to them, or understanding what they say.
At least no more than birds understand each other.
Tweet tweet tweet. What's that mean?
I mean, these people and I usually share a FEW words in common. But not enough, to - I mean, it's not what's said. It's people's characters - their souls - shining through.
Here:
Here's the actual SUBSTANCE of a conversation I might have with one of these people...:
do you like dogs?
what?
dogs?
what?
woof woof
dogs?
yes.
what? dogs?
do you like?
like? me? dogs?
yes. do you like dogs?
yes, me like dogs.
good
why good
i like people who like dogs
what
dogs. you like
yes, me like
good.
cats?
well..
dogs or cats?
dogs
I really, honestly believe, that most conversation is just about as significant as birds saying "tweet tweet tweet" to each other.
No - here's a better example:
Italians - always trying to get around rules - invented something called the squlli (not sure that's how it's spelled, close enough...)
It's BRILLIANT. Who needs to waste all that money on SMSing? Not the Italians. What you do is, you call your friend, let it ring once, and hang up. Your friend calls you back, and also hangs up.
Voila.
Squilli!
You've said you're thinking about your friend, your friend is thinking about you.
And it's FREE! Fucking Italians...!
It's actually BETTER than an SMS, as if you send a smile, maybe your friend is in a bad mood, who knows, it might rub them the wrong way.
And words - words?!? So much can go wrong with words...
But a squilli. It means PRECISELY what the receiver wants it to mean.
Like birds.
Tweet tweet tweet.
Which brings me around to the song I'm about to put up here in a few days...Fly Like a Bird...
"I'm listening to your song...Sincere with some humour, just like you:) It's my favorite song now;)"
My friend said this about Fly Like a Bird, but she's a musician, so her opinion counts! (And she loves me!) :D ;p I'll put this song up here in a few days...along with a video about it, and stuff...And then, I'll add more and more and more...Free...
See my point? You can get what my friends get.
The person who wrote that DOESN'T EVEN SPEAK ENGLISH. She can write a bit, but not speak a word. But she loves me...and I her...(she's the one with the boyfriend, btw!)
Tweet tweet tweet.
It's all I've ever said to her (not literally!) But...we've laughed, hysterically, for hours at a time, with virtually no ability to communicate with words.
It's so weird, to be able to communicate so clearly, without words...it's like, just, energy or something, I guess....
...so, you get what they get - whatever energy people communicate with, when they don't speak - energy, without words (well, there are lyrics, I guess, most of the time...) (And, btw, this diatribe doesn't count! Ignore it! Pretend it's not here...!!! ;)
You get music, which expresses a lot more than words ever can.
It's not from me - the energy, or whatever it is...it's an energy that gets communicated through music, but I take no real credit for it at all.
My friend - who wrote two songs which were the most popular songs in Europe during the years they were released (and a LOT more stuff, too...)- you know who he is, but I'm not going to share his personal life with you - he and I once ended up in some random person's apartment in Hollywood.
Long story.
This was before he was famous.
It was like a scene out of a movie, though.
He was on drugs, but lots of people take drugs, and aren't geniuses.
The guy who lived there was some random Australian or something who'd come to Hollywood to be, God knows, probably an actor or something. A dime a dozen (no offence, but it's true...)
And he had a guitar there, and my friend - who became one of the most popular people on earth, in music, a few years later (less than two!) - yeah, my friend picked it up.
And something took over him. I read something about him once in which he said - and I don't doubt it at all - that he sometimes went into a trance when he sang.
I don't doubt it.
Because he did.
It was like sitting around an apartment, and Jim Morrison or someone being there, before he was famous, and just standing up and suddenly BEING Jim Morrison.
It was that incredible.
The guy who owned the apartment - just some random guy we met, I totally forget the details, I would never normally go into a stranger's house that way, but my friend was fearless, and the guy was harmless, if a little gormless - yeah, the guy was dumbstruck.
I was stunned, as even though he was my good friend, I'd never seen that before...I wanted to say "that side of him", but it wasn't a side.
It was a core.
The core of the universe.
Something magic.
My point is, there is a magic to music. The ONLY reason I'm releasing my music to the world is, I've been listening to some stuff I did a few years ago, recently, and it transforms me.
It reminds me of who I really am.
It puts me in touch with some kind of spiritual essence.
(And I don't mean "Who I really am" like I'm some guy who needs to wash his socks or something.)
Which, come to think of it, is true (see what too many words do to you?!?)
I mean...you feel...enlightened.
You don't have to believe in God, or anything, to get this. There IS a kind of energy in the world, there is a kind of magic, my friend was possessed by it when he sang in that guy's apartment, and I've found songs I don't even remember recording, much less writing, and yet when I hear them, I am totally transformed.
Many people who play an instrument will tell you this - if you're in a bad mood, or whatever, if you've a problem, you play the instrument, and the world is transformed.
Everything is different.
Psychological. Spiritual. Ya want to fight me about it? Ya want to get all hung up on words? You think YOU know they way it all works? If so, you're an arrogant twat, and in for a big fall some day, trust me.
But, sorry if that's not you. It's just being around a bunch of arrogant twats from Oxford for a while makes me want to argue against them, even if, as of this writing, they are just impressions left in my mind, as I am physically alone as I write these words...
My point is, It works. And it's real. (Hey, and maybe for you, it's, say, surfing, or playing a sport. I'm not saying it's music for everyone. But music can, for some people, sometimes, utterly transform the way they feel, the way they view the universe, and just everything...)
That same friend, btw, told me every hit song he ever had was caused by a single broken heart, which was never totally healed, but was medicated, or whatever it was, by these songs he wrote.
The world has given him millions, so he's not alone in believing there' a power to it. The world responded. People like you, if not you, did...
I wouldn't put this music out here for other people to hear unless it had totally transformed me, and changed my life.
And not just once.
But hearing it, again, put's me in touch with...the fundamental force of good in the universe. The thing that possessed my friend (and made two of his songs the most popular songs in all of Europe in the year they were released!)
So...
Music communicates more than words. (Ever seen a happy philosopher. Okay, You're right, Aristotle.) Still, music communicates a kind of joy, a spiritual energy, a je ne sais quoi, that completely transforms you.
And that's what this site is about.
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• Fly Like a Bird - Coming, along with hundreds more...
"I'm listening to your song...Sincere with some humour, just like you:) It's my favorite song now;)"
I'm refurbishing this site, as I wait to take my final exam for Oxford University. All the music I've been storing up for years - both literally and figuratively (as in, stuff I've recorded but never done anything with, as well as all the songs, and half songs, that haunt my day dreams and night dreams, I'm going to give you - here on PopMusic.com - because I can!)
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