Falling slowly, eyes that know me...
I just got back from seeing "Once" with KC, Lizzah, and Tibby. It effectively made it to my top ten within the first 30 minutes when the two main characters play piano and guitar together with perfect harmony.... it was just so beautiful. And of course, I cried. Im such a crier when it comes to certian films and of course when it comes to music. The whole film made me think of some of the most pleasant memories in my life. All revolving around music...
.When I was 16 years old, my mom took off to some conference leaving my papa and I to our own devices for about a week. Dad was out of the house for the most part; I would go to school during the day, and by the time I got home he would have to go to a gig. But one night out of the five day week, he had some extra time and we got to have dinner together. So we sat at the kitchen counter in the house that I grew up in, and he tuned his old guitar and played music. As he played I sang along with him, and we harmonized. It was one of those moments where we connected and understood eachother, played off of eachothers strengths and created something beautiful together.
.When I was 17, I went to Massachusetts for the first time for the Massart Summer Studios. While I was there, I made friends with a bunch of kids who were attending the Berklee summer program as well, all of whom were talented musicians. We would collect ourselves on street corners at odd times, toting instruments, and we would sing and play for hours. A few times we laid out a paper coffee cup and earned some money for our songs. Trev would often sing at passers by, random little free style diddies that always made people smile.
I have more music memories... some too personal to type out. But Im really happy right now just having thought of them.
Right now, I feel... very warm and content. I miss Boston, though. All my loves who are there. The MFA, the T, all my friends. Im so happy to be returning in a few months. I cant wait.
{Falling slowly, eyes that know me
And I can't go back
Moods that take me and erase me
And I'm painted black
You have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It's time that you won
Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You've made it now}
.When I was 16 years old, my mom took off to some conference leaving my papa and I to our own devices for about a week. Dad was out of the house for the most part; I would go to school during the day, and by the time I got home he would have to go to a gig. But one night out of the five day week, he had some extra time and we got to have dinner together. So we sat at the kitchen counter in the house that I grew up in, and he tuned his old guitar and played music. As he played I sang along with him, and we harmonized. It was one of those moments where we connected and understood eachother, played off of eachothers strengths and created something beautiful together.
.When I was 17, I went to Massachusetts for the first time for the Massart Summer Studios. While I was there, I made friends with a bunch of kids who were attending the Berklee summer program as well, all of whom were talented musicians. We would collect ourselves on street corners at odd times, toting instruments, and we would sing and play for hours. A few times we laid out a paper coffee cup and earned some money for our songs. Trev would often sing at passers by, random little free style diddies that always made people smile.
I have more music memories... some too personal to type out. But Im really happy right now just having thought of them.
Right now, I feel... very warm and content. I miss Boston, though. All my loves who are there. The MFA, the T, all my friends. Im so happy to be returning in a few months. I cant wait.
{Falling slowly, eyes that know me
And I can't go back
Moods that take me and erase me
And I'm painted black
You have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It's time that you won
Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You've made it now}