Twenty-three, working full time in child care for KU, living in Sydney's North West and feeling right at home.
Born in November; Raised on her dad's record player and a CD player that she won at 11 through a [Retravision] colouring in competition. Loves: cellos, electric guitars, and pianos. Admires: Chopin, Paul Dempsey, Camille, Ella Fitzgerald, Regina Spektor, Edith Piaf, The Lucksmiths, Led Zeppelin, and Woody Herman.
I sing all the time. Music is my language... I'm always looking to expand my vocabulary. This blog is an outlet for my musical chatter.
I love music with beautiful, meaning-filled lyrics. I love music that tells stories, that captures moments. I try and string them together to create my own soundtrack. I try and find the perfect song to fit my mood or current situation. However, there are times when words get in the way and they detract and distract. In these times I take refuge in my lyric-less music, my jazz and classical music. When I'm on my own, I sometimes sing in the shower... not words... but just sing melodies that are sad or reflective or contented. I let my voice go where it will. It feels like a dance sometimes... not being bound by words means you can sometimes say something deeper.
That's how I see it anyway. :) Tom shared this with me this morning. I think it's beautiful.
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Thanks for sharing your thoughts. :)