Caught in between

     There's something wrong with my heart. It used to be that I would follow and pursue a certain feeling that is only properly felt with it. It's pretty hard to describe it in simple words, but they are what help us send out our message to others. It used to be that whenever I'd have this feeling in my heart, I would suddenly be reminded that I'm alive and that life's something amazing. No matter what thoughts I had at that moment, they would bring me both joy and sorrow, a mixed emotion deriving from them and coming straight from my heart, as if all the vibrations of the world would surge through me like some kind of energy, boundless energy.
     I used to have this feeling catch me unprepared and off guard often times as a kid. Whether it came from watching a great movie that would turn up to have a sad ending or simply listening to some music and a specific tune would come up and simply reach into that hidden place within the heart, creating water into my eyes and an incredible amount of emotions to go with the package, so that I would just bask in them. But that's just naming a couple of the things that gave me that feeling. Because..
     There's something wrong with my heart. I'm not a kid anymore. I'm not old either. My mind thinks I'm timeless, while my body makes me think otherwise. My heart is filled with silence. I'm usually thinking it means there's something wrong with it. But am I really listening to it?
     Nowadays, everybody seems to be showing the signs of silence within their hearts, one way or another. I see people using their great minds to conquer and enjoy life but only with their minds. People who listen to their bodies' needs and desires, who would do anything for a fuck or a burger. The only time they stop to think about their heart is when there's something wrong with it. And yet, it seems to me that no one can understand the heart through thinking. It just feels like the heart is always left out from our lives, like irony's playing one hell of a trick against us, since you actually need a heart to be alive. More and more each day, though, our minds are constantly finding ways to cut the heart out of all of us, creating technologies that can replace it with battery-operated machinery or by making everyone stay indoors and communicate through wires, making us feel like wooden dolls that need them to become alive and relate with each other.
     There's something wrong with my heart. But words just twist and bend my message, like sunglasses do with the light that hits your face. My words say that my heart has something wrong with it, but it's not what you most likely first thought about. As each day passes, more and more I let my heart get caught in between my mind and my body. It's because of that feeling, which is felt both emotionally and physically at the same time. Makes you feel like you're yourself caught in between reason and animal instinct. But this means that you're experiencing something from a point of view that's not of the mind, nor of the body. So now comes the last and most important question:

     If I can feel something and simply let it hit me like a wave and carry me away with it, but not through my mind and neither through my body, then aren't we wrong to consider that life is just what our minds and bodies say it is?

For all those who stood up

Music Matters

(Cass Fox)
For all those who stood up and were counted
For all those for whom money was no motive
For all those for whom music was a message
I want to thank you

For making me
A little more sure
A little more wise
And courageous

You told me to look much further
You told me to walk much more
You told me that music matters
And to chase the dogs back from my door

I won't stop here
I won't be still until the sun sets
On us all..

(Maxi Jazz)
Under the sheets with my radio
Turn down low
So nobody know
It's the late night show
Hopin' to hear 'Hey Joe'
Jimi was my hero
Head blown by Todd R. A wizard a true star
From BAMMALAMMA to TAMLA MO
Curtis Mayfield
to Kurtis Blow
Singing into my pillow
And praying I don't dose
Until my 9 Volt battery goes..

(Cass Fox)
You told me to look much further
You told me to walk much more
You told me that music matters
And to chase the dogs back from my door

I won't stop here
I won't be still until the sun sets
On us all..

You told me to look much further
You told me to walk much more
You told me that music matters
And to chase the dogs back from my door

I won't stop here
I won't be still until the sun sets
On us all..

You told me that music matters..
You told me that music matters..
You told me that music matters..
You told me that music matters..


Lyrics from www.sing365.com

Drifter

King Coleman - RIP

For those who are not easily offended:

Ai primit mesajul?

Nu cedăm niciodată

Obstacolele sunt insignifiante.
Trecem peste ele ca şi cum ar fi o joacă.

Deşi ne apasă uneori, lăsăm grijile deoparte când vrem şi ne eliberăm.

Unul din noi zâmbeşte, celălalt vrea să se joace.
Înţelegem tot, dar spunem puţine.

Ne mişcăm încet şi totuşi se înaintează repede.

Noi, mai încolo.
Acum, tu şi eu.

  Ray pollard - drifter (tony johns edit) by tony johns

Unu' mai...

Mai mult din inerţie decât din tradiţie, că ce ştim noi de tradiţie la vârsta noastră, vorbim de 1 mai ca şi cum ar fi Revelionul. Şi chiar dacă nu e vorba de vârstă, ce naiba e aşa de important şi interesant la 1 mai? Uite că nu contează. Mai bine te întrebi de ce să nu petreci de 1 mai?

Muzica pentru mine

Am văzut un documentar despre Univers şi era prezentată ca liant universal materia întunecată. Oamenii de ştiinţă presupuneau că ceea ce ţine Universul în loc şi a permis formarea galaxiilor, sistemelor solare şi într-un final viaţa, ar fi această materie întunecată.

Am văzut acelaşi documentar în timp ce corpul meu se mişca pe ritmurile muzicii, în acest caz, a Taniei Vulcano. Am văzut cum muzica este acelaşi liant universal ca şi materia întunecată, pentru că toată lumea era mişcată şi fericită în acel club, ţinută într-o anumită stare, datorită puterii muzicii. Nu mai există inhibiţii, ură, gelozie... Doar fericire.

Şi a crea fericire în inima unui om e acelaşi lucru cu a crea viaţă în Univers.

Materia întunecată nu poate fi simţită, dar în teorie există. Şi ne ţine pe toţi în braţele ei ca un părinte iubitor. Dacă muzica, făcută de oameni, poate da senzaţia pe care o creează materia întunecată în Univers şi dacă mai ne gândim la o altă teorie, mai veche, despre un Anume Cineva, care se presupune că face acelaşi lucru ca şi materia întunecată şi de asemenea nu poate fi simţit...

Concluzia teoretică nu poate fi decât că Universul e ţinut de Cineva, care ne-a dat puterea să-L simţim şi să-L imităm prin muzică.

Poate, uneori, explicaţiile simple sunt mai bune decât mii de ani de îndoctrinare / contestare, nu?

But you make everything allright...

I'm your boogie man!

Free your mind, the boogie man is a good guy!

KC and the Sunshine Band - I'm your Boogie Man by Adiemme

SUNWAVES 2009 Romania

Magnific!

De neuitat!

Extraordinar!

Cine-ar fi crezut?!

Am fost la Sunwaves. Nu a fost cea mai buna muzica sau cea mai buna organizare. Cum era normal, 10 lei orice bautura, chiar si apa plata. Nu toate astea ar fi ceea ce m-a impresionat asa de tare. Daca ma gandesc mai bine, nici nu cred ca astea ar fi ceea ce e important la un asemenea eveniment. Tot ce conteaza, care m-a dat peste cap complet, este atmosfera.

O atmosfera de genul asta e greu sa o simti si sa nu te lase marcat. Pur si simplu, am intrat intr-o transa in care muzica si dansul erau totul pentru mine in clipele alea. Corpul meu era ca un fir de iarba care se apleaca dupa cum bate vantul, si muzica era vantul meu. Am descoperit noi dansuri si noi miscari. Totul mergea perfect, iar fiecare miscare o completa pe cea de dinainte, intr-un mod fluid si natural. Desi am mers acolo fara nici o asteptare, descoperirea asta a schimbat totul.

Dupa ce am iesit de-acolo, dupa ce am dormit si m-am odihnit si chiar si azi... inca mai port cu mine o parte din atmosfera aceea. Orice sunet din orice melodie care se propaga prin aer pana la urechea mea ma face sa vreau sa ma misc, sa ma aplec in fata vantului.

Mai vreau!!

Make it funky, make it funky!

A venit vara. Nu mai e nici un dubiu. Imi dau seama pentru ca de ceva vreme parca am mai multa energie, parca ma simt mai bine si parca imi vine sa dansez de la muzica pe care o ascult cand sunt in metrou!

Daca ar veni cineva ca James Brown in Romania m-as duce si singur. Probabil ca o sa ma duc singur si la Seb Fontaine, dar nu conteaza, nu am nevoie sa impart cu nimeni placerea de a dansa si asculta muzica buna.

Funk, groove, soul, reggae, house, dance, hip hop, jazz... Va fi o noua vara de neuitat!