Just something I wrote

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I wrote this the other day, thought someone might enjoy it.

 

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I'm sitting here at a cafe on St. Kilda road. Cuppacunio in one hand, a

smoke in the other. And I can hear music.

 

It's not the latest teen sensation, or the moody jazz you would expect to

hear at a place like this. No it was a more subtle and infinitely more

beautiful sound.

 

I'm sitting here listening to the sounds of life. City life that is, and if

you stop to listen there is an order and structure within it that is quite

moving.

 

The tapping of a business mans finger on the desktop counter, the clanging

of the coffee cup hitting the saucer, the endless cycles of a pedestrian

light. Over the top of these sounds I hear the mumbling of a hundred people

talking, the jingling of coins the constant patter of feet on the pavement.

This is rythem, this is music, this is life.

 

So now I have to ask myself, what is music? Is it sounds arranged in an

order determined by reasoning to sound meledious? Well no, whoever said

that music had to follow a beat. It is something grander and much more

complex that that, it is just sound. It becomes music in the way that you

hear it. Sure a 4:4 beat is easy to hear, but there is a much greater

musical world out there. One that is completely spontaneous and impossible

to reproduce.

 

It occurs to me that music is a powerful and undeniable force, whether it be

a well planned orchestra or the simple sounds of your own feet against the

sidewalk, it moves us inspires us, fills us with emotions and ultimately

controls us.

 

Musicians are the most powerful people in the world. Just through

expressing themselves through sound they can make us feel happy, sad,

uplifted, in love. A brilliant musician changes the course of history. So

it is here in this cafe with a cuppacino in one hand and a smoke in the

other that I say. 'Musicians rock the world.'