Tuesday, May 18, 2010

A little memory...



True story =7

Christmas time, 2008, I played/sung a song (Before It's Too Late) by the Goo Goo Dolls for the family. Utter captivation and appreciation filled their eyes, and an awe aspiring feeling came about us, as a family, as a whole. Afterwards my Uncle Collin came up to me and spoke to me about my song. This was a little out of place, considering he's deaf; but he is a wise man never the less. He told me that I was talented beyond his belief, and that when he could still hear, he loved Flamenco. He told me that by the body language and facial expressions my family had projected, in correlation to my music, told himself that my sounds were brilliant. He looks to me to be a famous singer, but I doubt I'll ever go that far.

That memory stirred through me recently; the biggest musical compliment I have ever been given, has come directly from my Deaf Uncle? Was it me personally? Or music itself....

"Because if a Deaf man can appreciate as something as beautiful as Flamenco... Then music is unstoppable."

This greatly ties into my life at the moment.
Being everyone's shoulder to lean on, I feel pressured. And when I'm carrying too much weight, I have one side of me supported by my love, but no one else on the other side to balance; causing me to fall, and drag her down with me. I look for a friend for help. But there are none.
I try to help others in some hope of recognition of efforts. I give them advice beyond the comprehension of my feelings. I tell them more than the simple "It's going to be alright."
I tell them about burning stars.
I tell them about the simplicity of an overly complicated life.
I tell them about the good in this underworld.
I tell them that it doesn't have to be the way it is.
I play the Flamenco strings, that bleed into deaf ears...

Thing is, I love it. I guess this my purpose on this earth. And with my love teaching me to walk again, I am free...


- Thoughts compiled by Symon Taylor.



For a Flamenco demonstration, consult one of my favorite guitarists: Juan Serrano - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zTbT7-OiaBQ&feature=related

2 comments:

  1. A soulful post! The feelings ripple through the words! Especially love the last few lines from "burning stars" to the image of Flamenco strings bleeding into deaf ears! Very beautiful!
    P.S. Is there some "revolutionary" connection with the timing of this post?

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