January 18, 200818 yr Music for me is an escape. A place I can go where the world is perfect and know one dies and everyone finds that one person. Music means the world to me. Offer me any amount of silver or backstage passes to meet bands, you can never get me to give up music. Before I found music, I had no real passion for anything...now I'm like the 'Music Girl' at school and I can't think of being anything else! Every aspect of life has it's own song to me. Death, love, friendship, rain, sunshine, everything. I feel sorry for those who can never truely enjoy music and I am devestated with EMI for turning music into a money machine instead of the passionate and creative expression that it should be!
January 18, 200818 yr Dejan, si ti slučajno Slovenec? :stunned: Well. Music means everything to me. I can't live without it and I'm addicted to it. Some songs are stories of my life and they express my wishes and regrets etc etc. I think I said all there is to say about it ...
January 18, 200818 yr Mmm. I dunno. I know it's important. But I don't know what it is. I know it's something I like making. I know it just comes naturally to some people. But I really don't know if it has a definition or meaning to me. It's kind of like thinking about the universe. It's so huge and vast that you can't wrap your mind around it.
January 18, 200818 yr Music : 2 points of view. For mankind, I guess it's the purest way of artistic expression, because you start from scratch. In silence you bring rhythm and melody, unlike painters or sculptors who usually just represent a model (even though with some creative variations). So to sum up, I've always seen music as the "most artistic human art", something almost 100 % spiritual. And then in a personal point of view, Music is absolutely everything to me. I've always sungalong with music, since before I was born I guess (^^), and then I started learning guitar, and my father's last gift to me was a Bass (last Monday = my 20th birthday). Music keeps me going when I'm down, or bored, or anything else, and it's always in my mind, supporting me when I realise my dreams. Since I listened to my first seconds of music, I've always had some music in my head. It only stopped once : when I heard my Dad died, two months ago. He was the one who made me love music.
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