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Why
do I have this headset on? Because, I love my
music! It takes me to places I want to be; with attitudes I want to have, and
feelings I’ve got to have. It
never ceases to amaze me, the different emotions that are possible and
justified. For the human condition
has a physical need that’s attached to the emotional processing centers. In this need we must find fulfillment. And when the heart thrives, the sounds become upbeat positive
and energetic. When I question
reality, there’s hard-hitting angry music.
When I just wish to experiment, I will listen to many different people
who create music. The musician~ I
was one of their ranks; as a matter of fact, I still am among the ranks, and
plan never to leave. My condition
has reduced my once indefinite ability to practice and play an instrument down
to 10 minutes. A considerable loss
for one of my nature. But I had always gone to the events excited to
see the other musicians and hear what they were creating.
I’m not so sure my music was superior to anyone’s.
It was not about that, at least for me it was not.
I would stride into the room carrying a guitar and wait my time to get on
the stage. Generally in my Prime, I
would create a song, and by the next day have it memorized.
I have never been able to learn how to write music, but I did not let the
stop me from creating and being inspired by the Great Spirit.
I also take a keyboard to the smoky rooms, with small roundtables and
scattered chairs throughout the place. People
would come for the first time, then you have the regular listeners, and then you
have the group of musicians from different places and times gathered in this one
spot to share their creativity. I
was always thrilled to be there. I would walk onto the stage confident but not
arrogant; I knew my abilities were very poor because I had to teach myself.
However, I was certain liabilities would invoke emotions that people
wanted to feel expressed. I would put my full spirit into every note I played.
I would sing with the conviction of my experience.
They would become silent and listen intensely.
I sometimes think the way I produced music was more of a shock treatment.
Because I was struggling with emotions that I had never been taught to
understand by my parents. I had to learn on the street what behavior was acceptable and
not acceptable in society. From a
very young boy, I have observed what people do. Most importantly though, I knew only God had a
right to judge me. And I never
worried about my performance. Trust
me, they were not all great. I can still pick up my guitar and field sounds, and
the emotions they invoke. And my
keyboard still understands my inspiration.
God in style, he fills us with emotions.
Music is the safest form of releasing tension, depression, frustration,
and loneliness. But we must always
live our lives in balance and play the happy songs, the energetic songs, and
songs Our Friends offer in discussions to reveal a part of who they are.
I believe music defines where I’m at emotionally.
Therefore, let me not forget to understand the most wonderful influence
music has on my mental health or lack there of it. Thomas
A. SUTOR P.O.
Box 2343 Lompoc
CA 93438 Rockhawk.com |
All written word is "The Opinion" of Thomas A. unless otherwise noted...
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