I can’t have a conversation with you without talking about the untimely passing of music artist Prince. First Bowie, then Glenn Frey of the Eagles, and now Prince!
Last week we lost another music icon, also deeply spiritual and a tireless humanitarian that influenced a generation. Although not everyone was into him (my husband being one) he was so much a part of my 20s I can’t think of those memories without referencing him.
Prince was like a ghost in my hips on the dance floor, my lips kissing a man, my mind exploding with inspiration and creating art, my youth rebelling, my soul longing for authenticity. Bowie did the same thing for me, and so did artists like Stevie Nicks, Joanie Mitchel, Billy Idol (yup I was a fan), Sting, Peter Gabriel, Kate Bush etc.
All these artists touched me so personally for completely different and complex reasons.
I can listen to certain songs and remember smells and places long forgotten as the years went by and I evolved beyond who I was into who I became. Music reminds me of a deeply intimate human journey- my journey. I have my own personal play list- a soundtrack for the story of my life that could tell you so much about me and If you think about it you do too.
Your personal soundtrack can act as an important guide to the deepest, most vulnerable and yet most powerful places inside you that you might have forgotten.
Music is so personal in the way it touches us, moves us, calls us out of ourselves. Although many of us mourn when an icon like Prince dies, we do so not just for a time in our lives that we all shared when the music was woven inextricably into the backdrop of life, but for the intimate experience of knowing who we were, what we were feeling, and the sense that we were somehow so intimately witnessed because of it.
I saw a tweet on Twitter from someone I don’t know named Juliette say so eloquently “Thinking about how we mourn artists we’ve never met. We don’t cry because we knew them, we cry because they helped us know ourselves.”
I have an image of Prince and the Revolution in concert and me being alone amongst thousands of cheering people but I connected so personally to the performance, the lyrics and the unapologetic playful yet rebellious individuality- that it was as if everything was inside me and not on stage. Do you know what I mean?
I’d love to hear from you about how you remember and know yourself through music. Who were some of your favorite artists and why? How did they touch you? Could they express things about you deep down that you couldn’t?
What was the one song that tells a whole story about you- either the past or present? Or perhaps a memory that lingers that still means something to you today. How has music told your story back to you?
Music is more to all of us than we may recognize.
I know this personally because before I was the “me now” that you know, I was a professional singer songwriter- a career moved aside for a greater calling. But all things full circle I had a very strange but cool experience this weekend when I found out that Universal Music released all my music (2 albums worth) onto YouTube as videos so everyone can listen to them now.
Who knows maybe someone out there will listen and hear me tell their stories too.
Here’s the link to my songs on YouTube.
All my love
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