Monday, May 30, 2011

My guitar...

With only 5 strings gracing it's body, a guitar can evoke the hell of out some emotions, huh? A loud, harsh sounding strike of an electric guitar can make you wanna scream, get you pissed off and wanna punch somebody in the face. But think about that deep constant pluck that makes the bass-line of any Erykah Badu song hot. Everytime I hear a bass I get to nodding my head and smiling...and let's not forget the acoustic guitar; the sweet gel of chords that made us all fall in love with India Arie. The plain, empty but simple sound of a mellow guitar makes me feel sunny, sweet and pure. What's the point of me going on and on about a guitar? It's a foundation brick to music.


Music is an expression of love. Why is it that black, white, or other, all people use music to express feelings that cant be explained with written or spoken words alone? Simply put--it is God's gift to us; to further our expressions of love. The proof is in the pudding; music makes anyone feel better when they're down, provides us a path to enter a realm of worship and lastly, connects the human race. I don't know when the last time you popped an Alicia Keys CD in, or got up and dance to show old school MJ, but treat yourself this week.

-Dani

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