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I have always enjoyed playing piano. There is just something so poetic about the piano- something so lovely about the way it sings and complements the human voice. That's the thing right? It complements us. There's also something so emotional about it. Music truly can move us in ways that the spoken word cannot- in ways that any movie or piece of physical art ever could. There's something about music. What an odd thing it is too- vibrations; rhythmic.
Why do we enjoy music so much? Why on Earth do we like to neatly organize lyrics and beats and melodies? And the ways generations of people ebb and flow with music- staying forever young when they remember a song from their youth; or feeling so old when the latest cyberkrunk dubstep country hyper-rap song is playing at the New Years Eve show in New York.
There's pressure in being a musician you know. I can make anything, but should I? I could make the next 10 minute ballad, or I could stick to the simple 3:30 formula. Of course my song should have a bassline and rhythm guitar and drums. But why? We can't all be Philip Glass making Einstein on the Beach. I've tried though. I've tried to write the crude and crass and the odd and avante-garde- but I hate it. There's something about the formula that always brings me back. I don't want to write and sing and play music that I don't like to listen to. Have I been conditioned by my environment by the music I listen to and the music I write? Am I simply short-sighted and missing the appeal of cyberkrunk dubstep? Perhaps. Perhaps with the ebb of time I'll find a place outside of my comfort zone that makes me want to write and play something new and strange.