Enter to Win: iPod Mini-Speaker & Other 'August Rush' Prizes
How has music changed your life and helped you connect with other people? That's a question at the heart of the new movie "August Rush," and it's one we want to hear from you about. Post your stories below or...
Music, a Joy to the soul. Healing to the mind, rest for the weary. Music is a very device way of having that personal individual nurturing that one feel. Sometimes refreshing some times ministering sometimes sootheing
what ever the need may be,
You can be lead to do many movements because of it. You can be a band leader, march, you can be an Olympian runner.You can minic a infant crawl with tht slow beat.
You can be a concert piano player. If we listen to the instrumental music we can pretend playing all those lovely instruments.Some music even have the baseball sounds we can pretend on the ballfield.
Country gives me that urage to attempt that square dance,no one watching, if so who cares.
I can slow dance to blues, I can go on and on and the love of it all is I can dance, clap, run, skip, sing,
practice my instrumments. Gives me more than a feeling.
Like being in Heaven. Just can't get enough.
When I hear music. I just can't let go, can't be still.
Bring it on. Bring it on.
In 5th grade I wanted to play drums because they were cool As a bespectacled asthmatic, anything approaching cool was what I wanted. So my parents agreed and I took drum for a year, and got good at it. However, our elementary school band needed some lower brass. Our teacher (who later went on to challenge Boy Scouts about women leaders - and won! She is a strong influence in my life) saw something in me that said "tuba". Before I could say "WHAT?!" I was learning euphonium (a baby tuba). I got good at it, but it wasn't cool. However, as a result of playing it well, I learned how to breathe better and it became as therapeutic as musical. As I got better I became more confident and my battered ego got bolstered. Through Junior High and High School I progressed and took up the tuba - no weeny e flat for me, but the big guy, b flat. I got better, stronger and more confident. Tuba became the core to a musical center that has held me together all through life. Things sort of conspired to prevent me from pursuing professional music, but I still play tuba. In fact, the very concept of being (and not simply playing) the Big Bass Brass in a band was the theme of my ordination paper. To this day, almost 45 years later, I daily bless my teacher and all who supported and encouraged me. And I still play - though not as often as I would like. However, I sing loud, laugh long, and love to do anything that makes me breathe deep (a joyful experience of the Holy Spirit, if ever there was).
I have always loved to sing. As a child I was too shy to sing in public, but after years of training I have learned to share my gift with others. The first solo I sang in my church was the Twila Paris song "I Will Listen", which is about listening to the voice of God in all circumstances. It was at a time when there was a lot of hurt in our church and several members had left. When I sang the lyrics "This is where I stand until He moves me on, and I will listen to His voice" there wasn't a dry eye in the place - mine included. Over the years I have since sung this song several times, and each time God has used it to bless someone who hears its message. I am humbled that God has given me this gift for His glory.
Music has played a HUGE PART in my daily inspiration. For years, I worked as an appliance salesperson and you have to be GEEKED to sell.
Every single day, I would turn up my stereo while getting ready to work.
My favorite inspirational pieces came from Rocky "Gonna Fly Now"; Madonna
and Aerosmith. I would be pumped to sell before I even left the house.
Music also has been a splendid resource for relaxing me and giving me the
strength to endure various trials and heart aches. So much so that I wrote a poem about this many years ago. The title is MY MUSIC, as follows:
Wake to the glorious sound of Music
Pounding and banging
hamonizing
and on this day celebrate
sense the love within!
Throw a party
for the gift of life
Throw a party
for yourself
Daning to an unknown beat
even I can have angel's feet
don't admire the magic
Come join
the elation is free!
Throw a party
for the gift of life
throw a party
for yourself!
I was a very shy child and typically misunderstood but I had a great love of music and started playing the piano at the tender age of 8. I had the most restrictive piano teacher and by the age of 12 the joy of music had faded within endless hours of practicing scales and near perfect classical renditions..but that Christmas when I was 12 I received an acoustic guitar. OH MY!!! Even though I had never played, I couldn't stop strumming for 8 hours that wondrous day. I wrote my first song, titled, Teddy Bear. Now, I didn't have the voice of a nightingale but that didn't matter to me, as the joy in my heart expressing all the emotions inside in those moments of song gave me an eternal smile. It didn't end there as I continued to write my own music, singing to my own tune and occasionally playing for friends. Then one memorable summer, I was asked what I wanted to do for the end of camp talent show. ME??? shy, hide behind my music me??? What possessed me in that crazy moment to say I would sing one of my songs and play my guitar in front of hundreds of people, I will never know. I must of been shaking when I got on that stage, looking at the throngs but all that disappeared when I sang and played. My heart soared and I sang with all the tenderness and joy that I could express.
I finished to a roar of thuderous clapping, which to me meant exiting as fast as I could off that stage. But what happened next, I will never forget. As I was walking off the stage, everyone I passed had tears streaming down their face. In that moment I realized, that music and songs from my heart had connected us in a way that we could never imagine. I had touched another soul. We all have a song to sing and the music of your heart, may just be the song that others may need to hear to laugh, cry, love and heal. So never be afraid to sing your song.
For every moment in life, there is a song. Whether it be happy or tragic, the music in your mind plays on.
Music is a part of everyday life. Music has always played a huge role in my life, from singing at an early age, to piano and guitar lessons in my teens, all the way through today where I have been involved with several bands and currently help lead worship services at church.
Music has a way of bringing people closer together, touching each of our hearts. For every moment, a medley For every tear, a note and for every thought, a chord on the music scale of life.
My dad was a preacher and my mom played the piano and music was always a part of our lives. As a family, sometimes we would sing around the piano. I remember singing with my brothers and sisters and their mates when I was very young in church. We sang "How Great Thou Art" and I did one verse as a solo. As a teen, I sang another solo in church called, "When I take my vacation in heaven." I've always loved to sing, and I sang in school choirs, jazz ensembles, and church choirs and became a church choir director at age 18. But the times that music really moved me would be when I was alone. Driving in the car and a certain song comes on the radio, perhaps a beat that kept me moving and jiving to it, or just a message in the lyrics and the music style that would even make me cry. Some songs could even take me away to another place. Some songs could just put me in a worship mood and I would be praising and worshiping my Lord. I can remember sitting alone in my apartment as a bachelor, and playing a special song (Easter Song by Keith Green) and as the song ended, I burst into tears. It was like it brought everything to my mind...not only all my sinful past, but also the fact that Jesus had taken all of that away and how His death and resurrection were all I needed. I never knew if it was the song or just a moment that God had prepared my heart to be so tender toward Him and understanding His love for me. I just laid on my back for about an hour sobbing at the beauty of it all.
Now I'm 50 years old. I married a fantastic pianist/organist, and even though I did take guitar and piano lessons, only the singing has been the main musical gift. I still listen to music constantly, and I find that over the years, my tastes change and I evolve into different styles that I like. And what I like is music that says something to me. Whether it is the words or the musical style...it all works together. I guess the most important thing is that I have a song in my heart. I suppose that is the reason I am singing all the time.
At 14, with a big group of kids went to our parish priest and asked if we could have a youth club, he agreed as long as we devoted some of our time to the church, thus the Our Mother of Mercy Youth choir was formed. After chasing off the first organist, I "volunteered" my oldest sister, who is a magnificent pianist. For over 15 years we sang at mass and at other churches around Houston. We were quite unique, a big bunch of teenagers singing 2 part harmony that went from hymns to gospel music. We became the OMOM Catholic Gospel Choir, so unheard of we were wanted all over town! After 30 years, we both retired. She went back a couple of years ago to help with the senior men's choir and their director/organist passed away, God rest his soul. She gently added a few women to the group and this year I joined her, so we are back together again spending Tuesday evenings rehearsing and Sunday mornings at 7:00 a.m. mass. It's great being back in a choir again even if at 51 years old I am the second youngest person in the group of about 20 senior and middle aged members! I'm a better reader/lector than singer but it's great praising God in song again!
Aloha...I just saw the sneek peak premier in Honolulu and cried through the whole movie! Absolutely THE best movie I have ever seen! How all the characters come together at the end is simply brilliant! I will be buying this movie the second it hits the stand. My huband and I are both musicians w/very gifted children...it really hit home! Bravo to the artists that created a masterpiece!
Aloha...Jenifer Segler
When my water broke in the middle of the night, I was 29 weeks pregnant, the baby not due for another 11 weeks. My husband Gary and I rushed to the hospital hoping and praying we wouldn't lose this baby we'd waited so long for. After many years of trying to get pregnant, a couple miscarriages, a couple surgeries, we'd gotten so close this time. Was it all going to end, like this?
Because I didn't go into labor immediately, the doctors kept me in the hospital on complete bed rest, trying to keep the baby inside me as long as possible to give her (yes, we knew it was going to be a girl) the best chance she could have. Over the next few days I cried more than I'd ever cried in my life, torn between grieving for what I thought might never be and hoping for what could be, for this little life to survive. We'd recently been listening to the latest Shawn Colvin album and Gary and I started singing the song "I don't know why," to my big belly every day, several times a day.
Zoe (which in Greek means Life) was born five days later when I developed a uterine infection and it was too dangerous for her to stay inside me any longer. Over the next five weeks as she fought her way through apnea and learning how to breathe and swallow and suck we continued to sing this song to her. And when we brought her home from the hospital when she finally reached 4 lbs., we kept on singing that song to her every night...for the next 10 years or so.
She's 14 now, a great student, wonderful musician and amazing person, though a little too old for bedtime lullabies. But I recently made a "coming of age" mix CD for her, my own picks of songs I wanted to surround her with as she moved into adolescence. And believe me, "I don't know why" held a place of honor in that collection. "I don't know why, the sky is so blue," the song says. "I don't know why I'm so in love with you. But if there were no music, I would not get through. I don't know why I know these things, but I do."
For me I lead a harmfull life as a teen and well into my adult life until 9 yrs. ago. And after reaffirming my beleif and faith in Jesus, it came to my surprise how wonderful a christian radio station that I happened upon a year ago has given me a sense of life enjoyments. I moved to the Central illinois area a year ago from the very busy Chicago area, after coming here I tuned my car radio into a station called 91.5 WCIC Family Radio, which in turn had me tune all of my radios into this station and it is #1 in the memory bank. Growing up I used to stick my nose in the air whenever my mother would have any kind of christian music playing in the car or house, because I always felt that God had abandoned me when my sister died when she was 18 and I was 12. My mother was a very mean person verbally and at times physically so I turned to drugs to escape the pain of my everyday life at home. With this came a lot of distruction that I created for myself. After moving I made a promise to myself that I was going to live my life according to Jesus's will for me instead of my own will, and with having the voices behind this station, and the talk show hosts such as Dr. Dobson and others through this station I have gained a wonderfully centered life in Christ as my leader. The music that they play on this station is wonderful, no matter what my day is like it seems like they are reading my mind and they also seem to play just the right song. I have done volunteer work with this station for fund raising, and I have even participated in some of there other activities. Groups like Jars of Clay, Casting Crowns, Third Day, and Kutlass have inspired mean beyond words. When these groups where created you can see that our Lord Jesus Christ was the ultimate creator of the groups thru the words and the way the words talk to you like your the only one listening at the time.
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For me I lead a harmfull life as a teen and well into my adult life until 9 yrs. ago. And after reaffirming my beleif and faith in Jesus, it came to my surprise how wonderful a christian radio station that I happened upon a year ago has given me a sense of life enjoyments. I moved to the Central illinois area a year ago from the very busy Chicago area, after coming here I tuned my car radio into a station called 91.5 WCIC Family Radio, which in turn had me tune all of my radios into this station and it is #1 in the memory bank. Growing up I used to stick my nose in the air whenever my mother would have any kind of christian music playing in the car or house, because I always felt that God had abandoned me when my sister died when she was 18 and I was 12. My mother was a very mean person verbally and at times physically so I turned to drugs to escape the pain of my everyday life at home. With this came a lot of distruction that I created for myself. After moving I made a promise to myself that I was going to live my life according to Jesus's will for me instead of my own will, and with having the voices behind this station, and the talk show hosts such as Dr. Dobson and others through this station I have gained a wonderfully centered life in Christ as my leader. The music that they play on this station is wonderful, no matter what my day is like it seems like they are reading my mind and they also seem to play just the right song. I have done volunteer work with this station for fund raising, and I have even participated in some of there other activities. Groups like Jars of Clay, Casting Crowns, Third Day, and Kutlass have inspired mean beyond words. When these groups where created you can see that our Lord Jesus Christ was the ultimate creator of the groups thru the words and the way the words talk to you like your the only one listening at the time.
Five years ago I joined our church choir.This has led me to feeling closer to God,wonderful fellowship and great friends.Music has made such a difference in my life!
Music is such a powerful thing. I have always loved music. It makes me feel connected and alive. I play the guitar, sing and write folk songs. I'm not so great but the process is fantastic.
MUSIC HAS BROUGHT ALOT OF JOY TO MY LIFE, I WOULD NOT WANT TO LIVE WITHOUT IT.
Music was my escape during my childhood. I was in an unhealthy household environment that left me fearful and confused. Through listening to music on my little transistor radio I could let my feelings come out that were so inhibited. I started playing the piano at the age of eight, and by the age of ten I won a contest were I performed as a soloist playing a concerto with the Little Chicago Smyphony. I spent hours practicing on the piano and hours listening to the radio. That was decades ago and I can identify almost all the songs from the late fifties through the early seventies within a few notes. When I hear those songs my feelings flow into this great new life that I am now in. thank you
The 60's Music takes me back to a time that I enjoyed in life, it has helped me connect with others because I have about two Hundred Lp's from the 60's that other people enjoy with me.
I've always been a fan of Peter, Paul & Mary and I still think their music is some of the most thought-provoking evere,
I was raped. and then God saved me.
Starting in elementary school I sang and played guitar in a church folk group and participated in school talent shows. In high school I joined a youth performing group and we shared musical reviews at local nursing homes as well as other benefits. Later on I began writing songs for a hobby and since I work in a school, have been fortunate to be able to share some of my compositions (even if they never make the big time) with the kids at my school.
In junior high many moons ago, the nobodies like me avoided the older cool/cruel crowd. The rich kids so high on themselves. One day in art class we were told to make a poster about anything. I made what had to be the ugliest poster, it quoted my favorite song "Butterflies are free to fly, fly away"
It was chosen to hang in the hallway with a dozen others, to my embarrassment. For some reason three of the cool/cruel took a liking to it. From that week forward I never had any problem with that crowd, or any other. I hear that song now and I am so grateful to Elton John and Bernie Taupin. They have no id what a painful event in Elton's life did to actually gain me friends.
After my Mother passed away, I was feeling very alone in the world, being an only child, and my children were growing up and leaving the nest. One day I got in my car and turned on the radio, and as I was driving, Aretha Franklin came on singing God Will Take Care of You, a song my mother loved and used to sing alot. A peace came over me that day, and I continue to be comforted by that and other songs we so loved.
At the beginning of my high school career I was very nervous, and almost always found myself hiding inside of my shell. I felt like a butterfly afraid to reveal her true colors. Little did I know, within the first few weeks of school, I would be forced to do just that. Our morality teacher had given us an assignment that helped his students get to know one and other a little better. We were to pick a song that we felt described us, and share it with the class. I chose a song by “Good Charlotte”, a band whom I thought no one had ever heard of before. Boy was I wrong. Many students in the class had not only heard of, but were in love with their music. Suddenly my shyness wore off, and I felt a sense of relief wash over me. I was being accepted my classmates by something that was sure to connect us on a much deeper level, music.
Music is the Sound Track of our lives.
My grandson was 14 and floating aimlessly, as alot of kids sometimes do at that age when I bought him his first guitar.I'll admit it was a little cheapie but I wasn't sure how long it would hold his interest.He definately needed to find his passion in life, so I gave it a try.It is now 4 years later and there has not been one day when he hasn't picked up that guitar and played.He taught himself how to play and he does it beautifully.He calls me up and plays his newest songs to me on a regular basis. He found his passion,has learned to appreciate all types of music and most important, it has brought us closer together and we're connecting like never before.I feel like music has saved him.No matter what he is going through,music is there to pick him up and see him through.Learning how to express himself through music has been a blessing .
Music has helped me through boredom, through sad times, and has added to my most joyous times as well!
Music calms me down when i get streed
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When my arthritis pain gets so bad even the pain meds dont help, I plug in my favorite tunes and it soothes the pain away.
When I was a teenager- I used to make cassettes for the MAN I loved- it definded our relatioonship (at the time).
music has inspired me to live,learn and love.i started playing music five years ago and it has been a challenge.i enjoy every aspect of it.
Music has always helped me to forget the worries and calm me down when I am feeling stressd.
I use music as a getaway tool. When I am all stressed out and at wits end, I turn some music on.
When I was deeply depressed and had thoughts of going to Heaven to be with God, my Savior used music to reach me and pull me out of that depression. I would listen to songs by Phillips, Craig, and Dean, and Steven Curtis Chapman, and God used their songs to touch my heart. He spoke to me through those songs to tell me that it wasn't my time yet and He still had things for me to do here on Earth. God pulled me out of my depression using music, and to this day (several years after the event) music holds a special place in my heart; it reminds me of where I've been AND where I'm going. Music reminds me that my time is not yet up, and I've still got things to do here on Earth! God bless...
Music makes socializing more fun.
when my brother-in-law was killed suddenly in an accident, we had to drive 7 hours to my sister's to be with her. Music was the only thing that kept me from driving off the road, and helped comfort the pain.
Music helps lift my mood when I am feeling down and gives me mental energy to do what needs to get done.
MUSIC IS THE SOUL OF ALL ANGELS IT BRINGS IN GOOD MEMORIES, SOMETIMES IT BRINGS US SAD MEMORIES.I HAVE LOST MY HUSBAND AND MY MOTHER IN THE LAST FEW YEARS.AND MUSIC WAS THERE TO HELP US THOUGHT IT. THE BEFORE, DURING AND AFTER. MUSIC HAS BEEN MY LIFE SINCE I WAS LITTLE. I WAS 5 WHEN I LEARNED TO PLAY THE PIANO BY EAR. BUT DON'T OWN ONE.MY PC AND TRUCK RADIO IS ALL I HAVE. WHEN I WALK, AND WORK TO CLEAN UP MY 3ACRCEAS OF LAND I WOULD LOVE TO HEAR MUSIC AGAIN! I AM A SINGLE MOM. WITH OUT MUSIC IN OUR LIVE IT WOULD BE SUCH A SAD SILENT WORLD. MAY GOD BLESS AND BE WITH US ALL. THANK YOU. REJOICE... SING TO THE HEAVENS A SONG OF LOVE.....
I loved music as a teen, and watched and listened through the years bemoaning the fact what I was hearing was "not like it used to be." Then I got an inexpensive iPod, downloaded some oldeis but goodies and I'm really enjoying the music again.
Thanks for the contest!
That's easy. Without music I can't work. I am a graphic designer/artist. Music prevents artists block. without music, theres nothing there. I always need music while working. :)
Music has lifted me out of depression, helped with mental illness, and other tragedies in my life. You can find a detailed editorial I wrote about it on associatedcontent.com under Terri Rimmer in the search bar. It's called "How Music Has Affected My Life."
Music soothes my soul in times of trouble, and helps me share my joy with the rest of the world.
thank you for the contest and making some people happy
music keeps me on track
Music has always been a big part of my life. I have a virtual soundtrack in my head that goes with me everywhere and changes with my mood.
I was recently diagnosed with a disease that has no cure and fell into a pit of depression. I started listening to Fernando Ortega, a Christian aritst, and his music touched my heart, brings me joy!! He has a song called "On This Good Day" that is one of my favorites and I tend to hum or sing it without even realizing it at times.... my granddaughter who is 22 months old special-needs looked at me the other day and sang, on this good day!!!! She has a very limited vocabulary and it was almost as clear as a bell. Music is the international language that brings people together, memories come flooding back, and can inspire people to get out of bed in the mornings on some days!!!
This looks like a neet contest
I could realy use this stuff
I'm sitting blue and feeling low then a song comes on the radio and my spirit soars. My head bops to the rhythm and my feet bounce to the beat and pretty soon (well you know) I can't stay in my seat.
I'm singing old memories of a song from looong agooo and happiness hugs me and welcomes me back.
Please remember to never dance with a full cup of coffee!!!
(What a LOVELY SPILL..... music is so sweet in our lives)
I can remember sitting on the living room floor watching my parents dance to anything that came on. From Bruce Springsteen to Billy Joel. I learned from them the emotional and spiritual power of music. My dad bought me my first guitar when I was a kid, and I've been using music as therapy ever since. Music touches everyones life, and a lot of times we don't even realize it when it's happening. Think about driving in a car, listening to a classic radio station. All of a sudden a song comes on that you haven't heard in years, but immediately your memory jumps back and you remember when that song came out. You remember who you were dating when that song came out. You remember what kind of car you driving, and where you were working. You remember what was good about life, and you remember what was bad... and it all revolves around a song. We all have artists that we feel speak to us on a certain level through their lyrics. One of the most amazing feelings is hearing a song that you can relate to for the first time. Whether it makes you think, or makes you dance, or makes you cry, music is always around. It's been the single most important thing in my life so far, helping me through good times and bad. Showing me that healing and inspiration can come from the most unexpected places.
Music has always been a big part of my life. When I was 5 yrs. old, I received a Record Player (remember those:) and some Walt Disney Records to play - I was hooked! I loved that little Record Player and the scratchy music that came from it - no stereo back then.
It started my love affair with Music that's been with me all along.
There is nothing that can touch my spirit and make it soar as music can, or lift me out of a bad mood, sad mood and change my perspective on things happening in my life. Listening to a song such as "It's a Wonderful World", how can it not make you grateful and happy!
I've been to numerous Concerts over the years, from Handel's Messiah to the Boss himself, U2, BB King, George Thoroughgood, Beach Boys :).
The one Concert I so wanted to see was Pavarotti's Farewell Tour, but the tickets were out of my price range. I was so sad when I heard he had passed, what a perfect voice that gave and continue's to give such awe and pleasure to not only myself, but so many other fans around the world!
Music truly is the international language of love. Rock on!
Music has been my inspiration and my means of prayer and worship since I was very young. It connects me to my mom, as she tells stories of standing around the piano singing and harmonizing while her Dad played. I believed she passed onto me a love of music. I play the piano and sing. When I feel lost, or heart broken, I sit at the piano, and play until my sprit is in a place of quiet and at peace. It calms me and centers me. As a cantor at our Church, it offers me a way to share my gift in prayerful song.
I am an adoptive mom, and my son and were connected before his birth. When I visited his life giver, I would touch her belly, and talk and sing to him. I think he began to know me from my voice, and when he was only 6 hours old, and I held him for the first time, he listened to my voice, and responded to my soft humming and gentle cooing. I truly feel that my passion and love for music has been passed onto my son, as he likes to sing and plays the Clarinet.
I am specializing in giftedness in my Doctoral program. I am very interested in musical intelligence and in giftedness in boys. I am especially intrigued with gifts and talents in adopted children, often wondering about the nature and nurture of giftedness.
My son and I are seeing the sneak preview tonight. I have visited the movie's website and the music sounds wonderful! I can't wait to get the DVD and the CD, and yes, it would be nice to have the gift package you are offering. I would share the T-shirts and sweatshirts with my mom, my sister, my son's life giver, and my son.
Thank you, and God bless.
When I was a teen, I dreamed of being a singer. There was just one problem; I was painfully shy. Still, I loved music, and that passion gave me the courage to get on the stage. In fact, I worked as a musician for several years! More importantly, the experience taught me that I have more courage than I think!
I became disabled 5 years ago at 34 years of age, and since this time I have drawn myself closer to our Lord. At night when I lay down, I insert my earbuds into my ears, turn down the light, and drift off to Steven Curtis Chapman, the Newsboys, Rich Mullins and about 24 other Christian Musicians. It really helps ensure a great nights sleep that night, and I feel more uplifted when I get up the next morning. I suggest this for anyone who has difficulty falling asleep at night.
Music has connected me with my kids. The love to listen to the radio. When we first started listening they were so impressed that I new the words to the songs. Now they can sing along and we have fun doing it.
Does music inspire me? When I saw this question I decided to post my first comment as I just became a member. Music has always touched me.... particularly music accompanied by touching words. I can remember being as young as 9 years old and crying to songs I heard on the radio. One song in particular that I remember is the song sung by a child called 'Dear Mr. Jesus', and also Michael Jackson's 'Man in the Mirror'. Since then the radio has been springing tears in my eyes and standing my hair up on my arms. Songs like 'Here Without You', 'I'll Stand By You', 'Lightening Crashes', Arms Wide Open', 'I Hope You Dance'...... and the list could go on and on. All my friends will attest to my deep connection, as if they are with me, I beg them to listen to what the words are, hoping they will connect as I have. I sing to the radio whether I am in the car or home, whether I am alone or not! Sometimes I would rather just listen so I put on peacful meditation music or calming music sung in spanish or another language. And every night I go to sleep listening to Soundscapes on my tv. It clams me and centres me. I have always wanted to play an instrument so I can create my own music, but it seems I am stuck in a feeling of perpetual laziness! Besides the few piano tunes I remember how to play I can't do much else. So, for me, I am SO thankful that others have the creative ability and dedication to speak from their souls and create the songs and music that touch me like nothing else does!
"Agust Rush" hits home with me, I am 35 yrs. old and 17 years ago I found myself in the most difficult situation I have ever had to face. I was a Senior in H.S. and hid a pregnancy for approx. 8 months; inside I was excited and scared but knew I would soon be making a decision I really didn't want to make. I too, like the movie made a decision that was only shy of cutting your own heart out and severing it on a platter to someone else. I gave birth to a beautiful baby boy! I was able to hold him; tell him I love him and pray that someday I would get to see him again. That day has not come for me yet , but it is interesting that I love music and via a letter years ago I found out that he did too. I played the Clarinet and found out that so did he. Coinsidence? I think not, I believe that who we are and who we become are instilled in us through our genes ; and it is up to us to let the music flow as to we Dance to the beat of our own drum. To this day my favorite past time is to listen to music and get lost in the words and the music itself; Sometimes the mood is happy, sometimes sad , sometimes romantic, and sometimes I dance. I relate music to different situations and can usually hear a song and can remember when and where I was and what was going on in my life at the time the song came out. I believe that even though giving my son up for adoption was the hardest decision , it was the right decision. I dream someday to meet the him again to let him know I did "want" him but more importantly I wanted him to have more than I could offer. May this movie touch many and through the "beat", may the rythm of the heart be the music one needs to follow lifes journey no matter who you are, or where you are !!! Thanks for the oppertunity to share my "August Rush" story , God Bless and those who have been or will be in my shoes Don't ever give up; for everything happens for a reason!!
I was always confused as a child. Our home was emotionally chaotic, I often escaped alone into my own world, in my mind, and I really valued this private space that was mine alone for many years. Although I was surrounded by a musical mother and father who had day jobs, 'hearing' rythmes and sounds was nature for me since I was five. Because of the non-peaceful homelife of parents visible irritations and differences of one another, I developed a learning disability along the way, but never told anyone, not even my parents. I was looked at as awkward and forlorn to other children, it seems, but I never let anyone take away my passion for music and music making in my head. Often times, I moved from different social circles, trying to fit in, but no one had ever remained loyal to me as a person really. My craft for percussion and
song on piano has excelled and exceeded what I had ever hoped it be and far more than I imagined than when I was a small child. I have learned to overlook the negativity and jealousy of other people druing my painful,adolescent years when they realized it takes a certain kind of person to be friends with someone who chooses to practice or be alone for some hours to study and invest in practicing my music to develop the style and tone and expression that I'd always wanted to be, while other kids were choosing to just hang out (too much) with one another and goof off, while I knew that I would be lonely because it was me who wanted to practice piano. It has taken many years to hone the sound and expression, but it has occurred. I'm glad. As I gain a certain satisfaction and effortless humility when I look into the eyes of someone who listens to my piano playing style now in private moments (like a concert one on one) and good feeling I get inside when it is my gift of musical talent that made them feel, or smile or reminisce about a memory of something or someone. A soothing effect from me, who was once fragile, scared, and had a learning disability.
I have overcome the learning anomaly in a ten year, private self-determined spirit while perfecting my craft and hopefully blessing other people with it. I am not famous, nor have I any visible musical prestige to my name, but I have seen the extraordinary happen in the response of hearers when I can spontaneously play a few special tunes in a hotel lobby grand piano in the wee hours of the morning, often when a drunk business man or lonely adult woman is sitting near to me, gaining from my music. In those moments, I feel honored and grateful that it is was through my painful childhood and my never-giving-up attitude that I could possibly influence others to feel and get in touch with themselves through my music. That, indeed, is the miracle for me.
When I was a child my mother's father always made sure there was a family worship service each year in churches near to where our family lived. I do not remember who lead the worship time whether it was a pastor or my grandfather or another relative but I do remember my grandfather singing " He walks with me and he talks with me and he tells me I am his own." It was not until I was 16 years old that I began my quest to find the rest of that song which I found out was " In the Garden." That song has been incorporated in funerals for family members, ordinations into ministries, and every time it is sung the memories of my grandfather's strong bass voice comes flooding back into my consciousness and the circle of my family is complete for just a little while. I do not know much about my mother's father but I know he will be there in heaven when my journey of faith is over because he taught his family members that God walks with me and talks with me and he tells me I am his own.
When I was 5 yrs. of age, my mother & a friend went to church and sung the song we had been practicing as a trio. The song was "Rock of Ages"
I have always said that I get my gospel sermon from the music. When I was in 6th grade everyone had to choose a song to sing, the teacher playede the piano & the class voted for the best. I sang "It is No Secret". My mother played the piano, so every night after dinner it was practice time. Even though I did not win, as I was singing the song the Spirit moved me. For me I was so shy I did not think I could ever get up in front of the class. It was amazing, I felt the Lord helping me make it through it without any mistakes. My Grandmother use to play the piano on the radio & my mother use to tap dance on the radio. My step-father came into my life when I was almost 13. He was a professional musician. Getting to go to his bookings, I loved every song that was played or sung. The jam sessions were a riot. Then
I got married & low and behold my then husband had been in a band in High School. He loved to sing Elvis songs. It took many a year before it got it down & sang beautifully. When our youngest daughter got married he sang "Love Me Tender" at the reception as the bride and groom danced to it & everyone blew bubbles towards them. Just picture this in your mind & the room was silent as he sang. Well, I ended up with my now husband & yes you got it, he use to play in a band as well. Now tell me that music was not meant to be in my every being of my body & soul. However, the story does not end hear, the most favorite music my mother played on the piano was "Hungary Rahpsody".
Not only did it fascinate me to watch her play, but this selection moved every bone in my body each & everytime she played it, it was long & exhausting, loud & fast, but it was so absoluetly beautiful.
My heritige goes back to the fact that the composer was
Von Wagner (pronouced with the W as a V), my great-grandmother's brother-in-law. Now the thing is I cannot sing, I would clear the church or any place if I started to sing. I have two inflictions to my vocal chords & I was told not to ever sing again. That's okay, I recorded myself a number years ago & I wanted to flee from the house when I played it back. I lip sync in church or any event were you must sing, but I tell you every song has a message. Now, this has to be told. My fiancee & I before my now husband, our song was by Anne Murray "Can I have this Dance for the Rest of my Life". George sang this to me often. Three days before our wedding he passed away. I went to the florist, asking her to take some of the roses he had grow, make a ribbon & put on it the our song title. It was so beautiful, the ribbon around the roses was large & the banner came down with the words & then "V" clipped at the end. Everyone that saw it teared up. It laid across the table in front of the pulpit along with family photos & so forth. I promised George that I would take care of the lot where his wife was put to rest. George was cremated. I get out there, put on my music & before you know it I have it all raked, cleaned, redecorated & everything else that needs to be done. I truly find Peace while I am out there. I had been praying to get enough money to buy a concrete bench to sit on. Well, about two years later I was there & someone had put a concrete bench out for there loved one & it was such a blessing that it was near his place of ashes. Now music is without a doubt in my every being, how could anyone walk this earth & never be touched by any type of beautiful music. And by the way, my oldest daughter played the Viola & won lead in the Florida State Orchestra. My youngest daughter played the cello & was the lead player. What else could I possibly say, except when it is my time to leave this earth there will be uplifting music & song, not any sad or teary songs.It will be as much joyous as can be by my families promise. Course, they shall have their tears, but I know without a doubt that the songs & type music that will be played, will certainly be uplifting. I hope each and everyone of you that read this is touched in some way, we all are on this earth to try & make it better & the best it can be. Life is way to short & don't forget to tell your loved ones & friends that you love them & tell them often, because once they are gone they cannot enjoy it at the cold tombstone, but let them enjoy the loving words while they are alive & carry it with them. It will not only be loving for them, but you will see what it also does for you, you won't ever regret it, trust me, I know & I express often love, it does not always have to be in words, it can be just doing something for someone or just sitting with someone & letting them talk for a day as you listen & learn.
Thank-you and God Bless you all, Barbara C.
Music has kept my spirit alive. Music is the language of the soul. Music triumphs over time and space, and it cuts through otherwise impermeable boundaries that divide us from one another. Music heals and repairs. Music speaks when nothing else can be heard. Music is the great equalizer.
"Down by the Bay" reminds me of my surrogate grandmother who I no longer see. "You Are My Sunshine" has helped me be assured of my mom's love even when I didn't think it was there, or ever was. "Because of You" by Kelly Clarkson helps me find company when I feel nothing but alone wishing my Dad would come back home. "Iris" by the Goo Goo Dolls expresses the desire of my heart towards everyone around me. "We Are the Champions" by Queen makes me happy for the struggles in my life, it makes me proud of my fight. "Someday" by Celtic Women stregnthens my faith when it seems all but dying. So many songs bridge the gap of distance between me and a soul mate of mine so that missing him is not impossible to endure. "You Are My Sunshine" expresses my deep love and gratitude for my three month old son that simple prose could not do; and it brings me back to the love my parents must have felt for me so many years ago.
Music is the essence of the Creator's gift to his children. It speaks in a paradoxically vague, yet precise way that other forms of communication cannot. It is the whisper of the spirit. It is effortless work. It is Universal Life Force Energy set to the sound of instruments. It is pure light guiding helpless ships away from the perils of the rocky shore and towards a safe return on a lonely ocean, as it radiates from the top of a saving house of light. Music heals all wounds.
Make me a WINNWER!!!!
I WANT TO WIN!!
I have been singing for all of my 25 years of life, but REALLY singing for about 9 years. I enjoy singing because it's a real stress releaser. When I feel that I'm not that good at something, I write a song and feel accomplished. Music brings people together. I have a lot of my friends due to singing because it's something that we can all relate to(and sing to)even if you aren't that great of a vocalist, you can still express your feelings through the words of a song with a happy melody that lifts your spirits up. Well, I hope that gives you enough to read.
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I WOULD LOVE TO WIN!!
There hasn't been a moment in my life where music was not a part of. I cannot see living life without music. I'ts a passion. :)
Lighten up a dark day
The country song "one more day with you" has always given me peace when someone I know has passed on. Particulary a girl I knew who was only 14, died of cancer. She asked to play that song at her funeral..and it has stuck with me ever since. CHERISH the days you have with loved ones!!
One day, long ago, I was going into our campus mailroom, whistling some song or another. Another, older and much more popular student came into the room and commented on my choice of tune and the fact that I was whistling. She said it in a curious, comical, positive way. I replied that wherever I go I seem to have a soundtrack and sometimes it simply leaks out into the world. She was quite amused at the thought. To this very day, I have a soundtrack of somesort, even as I sit through tedious meetings, walking down city streets, hiking mountain paths or along beaches, even when I am watching TV. Music seems to help me pace myself, deal with trying or boring situations, and provides me with a vast library to draw from when I need to supply some music for services of worship or even as examples to make a point.
Music is what kept me interested in school. Without it I never would have stayed for the rest of my education
Before I joined my school orchestra I was a shy and stayed to myself most of the time. After I joined orchestra I made many new friends and had many new interests that I was able to share with my classmates and connect to them more. Ever since I Orchestra I have not quit or given up no matter how hard the situation. Joining orchestra was one of the best things I have done with my life so far.
Music has brought my children and I closer. I watch they play their insturments and it is a special time we have together!
Wow!!
During my high school years, my family moved twice. I was a shy girl and it was difficult to make friends. I am so thankful I had music in my life. I started violin lessons at the age of 8 and by high school I was usually the first or second chair. Being so good at an instrument helped me stand out and I made a lot of great froends through orchestra. It also helped pay for my college tuition and now I can enjoy playing songs for my children while they take a bath.
Music has been my savior. It has made me who I am. Before I was in band I spent my time wandering around in my life getting messed up with drugs and other things. When the most amazing thing happened I moved to North Carolina and I met the middle school band director. He saved my life. He asked me what I wanted to play and I ended up being a flute player. Music consumed my life. I joined the high school band and made friends and grew confident. I even got to try out for leadership. It taught me how to interview and skills to survive in front of people. I met my husband through music. He is now a band director so I still work with his marching band. Everyday I see how band gets and keeps our kids out of trouble. THis band program has been through the worst of times but they are a family. They protect each other and love each other like family memebers. One of our students got in an accident and air lifted to the hospital. 10 of the band students drove the 45 minutes to check on her and the rest of the band met at 6:45 that next morning to pray for her. I do not see any other groups sticking up for each other. Music is what keeps me going. If I didnt have music and band to come home to I would loose my mind. It makes me tick, it is everywhere!
Music is the essential ingredient in the day. I love all kinds, classical in the morning to get me going, music to make me cycle faster and to make the journey easy, folk to soothe, pop and hip hop to get me going on a dull afternoon at work, music for meditation.....it goes on and on
Music is like food, it is everywhere, you need it to survive and there are as many kinds of music in the world as there are people. I have always loved Elvis, The Beatles, Rock & Roll and anything from The Doors, Santanna or David Bowie but 2 years ago I was asked to teach an Art & Music Appreciation Course at Colorado Tech. University. I had to learn the intricate details of music, Classical music and all of the great composers and musicians like Wolfgang, Bach, and Handel. All of their talent used only for Popes and the Monarchy. No one like you or me would have been allowed to see the Masters. Bach was almost thrown in prison because he asked for a couple of days off.
My realization or "changing moment" was when several students told me that they are starting to listen to classical instead of their RAP, and that they had always taken music for granted and now they appreciate it. In class I would turn off the sound on the DVD, or I asked them not to turn on their car radio, or mp3 for an hour. They began to realize how music surrounds our lives. It changed my life and has changed dozens of my students outlook on life.
When I hear a beautiful piece of classical music, I can hear a story in it. I hear the theme, questions, answers and conclusion. I feel like I can hear a story or secret that other people cannot.
Music has always been appart of my exsitence influencing all aspects of my life. Whether High School, band/chorus/orchestra, groovin at woodstock in 69 or church folk groups. Day to day I relate with friends and family from foot stomping country, sweet melody of a bagpipe or talking some new rock hit that my kids and I, might be enjoying at the time. I use music frequently in doing my day to day work in health care, soothing, calming guiding those sick ,in pain or in an emotional impairment. To me music is the vibration of the life force of this peice of rock we all call home. It is in us, arround us and when channeled can help heal us spiritually, physically, and emoitionally. Like my favorite musical words sing " the world is alve with the sounds of music "
Music is so relaxing to listen to, and to be able to play an instrument, guitar, or piano is great to have for a hobby to relax and enjoy in your leasure time.
From August 2004 till August 2006 i travelled in a christian rock band all over the united states and across the world. In December of 2004, I spent 5 weeks living, breathing, and making music in Hong Kong, China. We played anywhere from 1 to 6 concerts a day... in schools, malls, streets, restuarants, and anywhere else they could think of.
At first, the trip was a huge adrenaline rush. 100's of people would gather to hear us play... to hear me sing. I couldn't imagine any greater glory or fame than what i was feeling right then in that moment.
And then I played in a Filipino church, to a group of women who were "domestic help in Hong Kong households" and barely getting by. To a group of women with so much joy and enthusiasm, not only for our music... but for worship, which is what the music was actually intended for... that I finally saw the error in my ways. I was singing for the glory it brought to me... not for the joy it brought to others.
The rest of the time I was in Hong Kong, or on tour stateside... i tried to remember what i learned in the small Filipino church: God has given me the gift of being able to make music. It is not a privilege, it is not a right... it is a gift. When I remember to sing not for myself and my glory, but for God and HIS glory... that is when my voice sounds the sweetest... because it is finally doing what it was made to do.
When I was a little girl, we moved around. A lot. I went to seven different schools in the first grade alone. Because of this, I often felt different from the other children. I was a loner, even though I desperately longed to be a part of the laughing, happy crowd of children all around me. One Christmas, Santa left me a tiny brown piano and a Chatty Cathy doll. I loved my doll, but I fell IN love with my piano. I played it from the moment I awoke in the morning till I went to bed at night. We didn't have much music in our lives at that time. My parents only believed in traditional church music, and even that was a "luxury" to be listened to only in church settings. That little piano, with its tinny sounds, made music beautiful enough for angels, in my opinion. One day, my dad came home and abruptly decided it was time to make another move. We could take two things. I grabbed Chatty Cathy and struggled to get out the door with my little piano. My dad took the piano and set it on the side of the road. "I need my piano, Dad!" I urged him. He nodded. "I'm packing it last." I waited and watched as he quickly threw blankets, suitcases and boxes in the back of our old station wagon. I watched as he jumped in the front seat and started to drive off. "DAD! You forgot the piano!" I cried out desperately. My mother had tears in her eyes. "We'll get you another one," is all my dad said. I am 47 years old and I was 7 when that happened. I have never forgotten how bereft I felt without my special, very own "music maker." Through the years, whenever I've felt down, I play other people's music, especially piano players, to help me feel centered. Music is a luxury and a necessity all rolled into one.
Music was introduced into my life by my older brother(Raul-Junior) when he learned to play the guitar. When I was in elementary school I learned to play the fife, in junior high school I played the Clarinet: and during my years of high school(not in music group) while a member of St.Michael's Drum Corp, I learned to play the glockenspiel. Music is a very important part of my life because I appreciate the instrumental,vocal,and the stories within the songs. I've lived with Epilepsy for over 27 yrs. of my life,and I was able to show children from underprivledged neighborhoods how to play an instrument and to enjoy the challenge of music in their lives. However,with my own children they've got their choices of music,they too learned to play instruments. My daughter now in the U.S.Navy even remembers a dedicated song I always played for her when she came home from the hospital after giving birth during a car accident(19 yrs. ago), and of course she now she has tattooed on her calf the meaningful words from Rod Stewarts Song-FOR EVER YOUNG". Music will always play a very important part of my life,spiritually,and in my every day life. Sincerely, Betsy Abrams
When I was 9 years old, my mom had to be committed to a mental hospital. It was very devastating to me as I didn't really understand what was happening. I was quite the "momma's girl" and cried myself to sleep every night.
A flier was sent home from school shortly after my mother was hospitalized about beginning band. I so wanted to do this, but money was in short supply, and my dad was already holding down 3 jobs because medical insurance did not cover mental hospitals at that time.
When my dad arrived home between jobs that day, I showed him the flier. I expected him to say "no" right away, but he told me that we could go to the meeting and check it out. I was so excited I could hardly breathe.
I had decided that I really wanted to play the flute. At the band meeting we met with the instructor and saw the different instruments available. When it was my turn, I announced that I would like to play the flute and Mr. Miller (the instructor) told me that we had quite a few flute players already and asked if I would like to play the clarinet. I was a little disappointed, but decided anything would be fun to try. So that day my dad bought me a used clarinet in a beat-up old case and made me the happiest little girl ever.
As band & music became a part of my life, I was determined to do the best I could in band. It was hard work, but as I grew older, it was thrilling to be a part of the concerts, the routines at football half-times, and entertainment in the Indianapolis 500 two years in a row. Music continues to be an important part of my adult life, but it was a real lifesaver for a 9-year old back when I needed it the most.
It was 1994 and I had just moved to Austin, TX. I was working in recording studios as a back-up vocalist and a producer, with plans to eventually go solo. Austin was a place I knew I would live when I was a teenager. All of my life I have known things, and have been involved in several horrific cars accidents which, by all accounts, I should have been dead.
In 1996 I met an older woman who looked a lot like my grandmother. My
Grandmother passed away when I was 13 yrs. old. I was instantly drawn to her. One day I went over to her house to chat about her life living in the 1930's. Her husband at the time was near death and as I looked at him that day, an Angel appeared behind him. The Angel was about 10 ft tall and emitting light of all luminous colors.
The light and colors put you in a state of complete bliss. I felt at home and filled with an amazing love that I had never encountered before. The Angel spoke to me. It asked me if I wanted to leave or to stay here and do work. Instantly I saw flashes of all my accidents and I realized those accidents had occurred because I had wanted to leave. I replied,” I want to stay!"
The voice of the Angel made me feel like I was finally home. A home that I
encountered before I came to this life. In the next few weeks, I felt as if I was being watched over with so much love! Soon after, a friend took me to see a world concert pianist, Barry Osier. When I heard him playing I felt I was linked to him. A feeling of oneness burst inside of me. I knew I had to meet him. I had been working so hard in the recording studios singing and making plans to go on the road with a well
known country singer in Nashville. After the concert, I got the chance to meet Barry and introduced myself. I told him I was going to create music with him. I gave him my phone number not knowing what would happen but, feeling as if I had done the right thing. A few months passed by and Barry called me and wanted to meet. I met with him at a studio and was very nervous. He told me to just sing and he would play. The next moments were phenomenal. Within seconds, an angelic sound came from me. Beautiful vibrations of tones that was so pure. When I sang, I did so
without words, just tones. Barry played the piano and carried the music. For the first time I felt as if it was the sound of Angels singing through me. As these tones and melodic sounds were connecting to Barry's piano, I noticed 3 dogs that were sitting together, actually began swaying to the music. Feeling this vibration of tones I felt at peace and connected. I took the newly recorded music home to sleep with. I was thrilled to find that the music healed my sleeping problem, a problem which dated back to my childhood.
A week later, I had lunch with a friend and noticed her seven-year-old daughter had dark circles under her eyes. When I inquired about the little girl's appearance, my friend revealed that her daughter had been sexually abused by her uncle and since then, could not sleep at night. I happened to have carried a tape of my music, and gave it to my friend. She called me a few days later to say that her daughter not only sings with it before her bedtime, but she sleeps peacefully throughout the entire night. "I knew at that moment that this was my journey in life," "My goal is to help all children and adolescents to find peace and light in their lives. And so my journey began and continues. my CD “Soul of an Angel “ is here
I guess since Jr. High. I was fat and dressed geeky on the outside but I always wanted to fit in on the inside and something we all liked and had in common was music and the high school dances after the football games on Friday nights. I always had fun there
Music is the way I lift my mood, accomplish mundane chores and connect with friends and family. No one can be blue for long when music is playing and the soul is lifted. Dusting, etc. is almost pleasurable when one is dancing about the room. My closest friends love to dane as much as I do and nothing is more fun and as uninhibited as grandchildren moving to the beat. It make me smile to think about it!
I am a 57 year old man who at the age of 50 decided that I wanted to become a teacher. After spending 5 years earning my teaching credential and substitute teaching, I was ready to apply for a fulltime teaching position. I wanted to work for the Long Beach Unified School District in California as an elementary school teacher. They had no openings for an elmentary school teacher. I knew that their was a need for math teachers at the middle school and high school level. I took additional math classes needed to meet the no child left behind requirerments for math teaching. Again I was notified by the Long Beach School District that they had no need for a teacher with my qualifications. During this time there was a popular song out that as part of its lyrics was "Jesus take the wheel". Because of that I told Jesus to lead me where he wants me and left it in his hands and apllied to many school districts. I had many interviews and many rejections. I started to believe that I was to old to start teaching. But I kept telling myself and Jesus that I was leaving it up to him to steer me to where I should be. Last year I had an interview at a middle school in Torrance, California. At that time I was terified with the idea of teaching at a middle school because of expereimces that I had substituting at that grade level. I was hired to teach 7th grade prealgebra and 8th grade algebra. I am now starting my second year at the school. I have found my dream job. I teach at a Blue Ribbon School. I have many high acheivers as students and a supportive principal. I love my students and really care about them learning math. As I have said, I have found my dream job and plan on teaching at this school until they tell me that I am to old and force me to retire.
My family has always been involved in music. As the youngest of 7, I was often in the shadows of my 4 older (and very talented!) brothers as well as two sisters. But I never let that stop me. I've always loved music. As we approach the Christmas season, I began to recall all the old Christmas carols. I used to know every word of every one. I love to share the joy of season when a group goes caroling.
I have been in music class for as long as I can remember. I'm only 25, but music is my life-force. Very rare does anyone NOT hear it. I may be an 80's child, but any music that is played whether classic rock, country, jazz..you name it, when I hear it, it always lifts my spirits and makes me instantly happy. I have instilled this into my kids. All 3 (and hopefully in the future more!) have been put to sleep with music. I play it all the time and now my 3 yr old has made up her own little dances-just on whims! Adorable? Yes. Inspiring-to me yes! A certain reminder to just let go and dance and sing any old time because I can. And I do. In middle and high school, I played the clarinet in band. I was in the choir until I had to quit due to home scheduling conflicts and my dad's declining health (please pray for him?! Thanks. My dad is still living but reminds me to always hear music no matter what! My mom too, just adores music-the house has always been a musical home. My one sister plays clarinet-as well as 1 brother. Another sister can play the flute, keyboard, piano and i think guitar now. Im teaching myself to play the keyboard currently.
I was born in Russia. I love music since early childhood. When I'm depressed or stressed, music always helps me feel better.When I was 7 years old, my mother hired a teacher to teach me play the piano. I found it very difficult to understand how to read and interpret notes. I was very upset and said I'll never play the piano again. Then my mother said to me 'I know you have potential. Your teacher said so too. One day you'll come back to it'. I didn't believe her then. I always enjoyed music lessons at school (just listening to music and singing). What I heard then was mostly classical music. There were also songs from movies that i liked. Then when I was a teen me and the rest of the family moved to Australia (in 1994). There for the first time really I heard American pop msic and fell in love. I used to spend alot of time listening to 1960s-1990s msic on the radio. Then in 2004 I saw the movie adaptation of Andrew Lloyd Webber's 'The Phantom of The Opera' and I fell in love with the story, the legend, the music of it etc. It became a life-changing experience for me on artistic, spiritual and emotional level. It led me to discover new styles of music e.g. like Goth metal, rock, operatic pop and opera music. Now I'm also teaching myself to play the musical keyboard and I enjoy it alot, even though I find it challenging, but it's also very emotionally and spiritually satisfying.
Music has change my life in so many ways I try my best to be short and to the point. Oh Music, Oh sweet Music has captivated my life with great momentous occasions. Music has captivated my life with empowerment from spiritual songs, these songs allows me to cast all my cares upon Him, make have assurance to keep on looking to Jesus who is the Author and finisher of my faith.
Music has captivated my life through the inspiration of love,in which enrich my life with joy and laughter which allowed me to be truly content and satisfied with who I am and what I have, realizing according to (I Timothy 6:7) "for we bought nothing into the world and we can take nothing out of it." Thia has enable me to simplify my life and get bask to the basics. I must say in closing that this has also cause me to develop a spirit to be more generous. Generosity is what differentiates, "making a living" from " making a life."
just a little correction: in my previous comment instead of "it led me to discover new styles of music" I meant I "discovered and rediscovered OTHER types of music because of 'The Phantom of The Opera'"
Some of my fondest and earliest memories are of connecting with my Dad over music. We would lay on the floor of my bedroom together when I was very young. We would open the old suitcase record player - it was like a magic box revealing my wishes yet to come true. The small beige box next to it contained my Dad's old 45's. The songs he loved as a kid, and collected as a teenager. There, on my floor, we would listen to Elvis, sing along and laugh to the Playmates (Beep Beep" - I can still sing all the words!), Johnny Cash, Andy Griffith, The Shangri-la's, The Del Vikings, and more from the '50's.
Those novelty songs, story songs, and tragic love-lost songs have stuck with me till today, coloring my view of the world and helping to record my life experiences. As I grew up, I learned that there was new music, music beyond my Dad's box of 45's. I explored all of it - every decade, every nation, every style. I began my own collection at the age of two, with my first request for a record of my own. Each song has a memory attached to it, a time period etched into the grooves of the vinyl. It is my aural scrapbook, my lyrical diary. But my roots lie deep in that little beige box of 45's, which I now have sitting proudly in my living room, my connection to my Dad.
Contemporary Christian Music has changed my entire life! I was amazed the first time I had ever heard it and it instilled a feeling inside of me that I had never before experienced, and there are no words to explain it other than it drew me closer to Christ then I had ever been in my life. It provides me with a better understanding of scripture in a more simplified way. It allows me to feel His precense at all times. I listen to it faithfully everyday. It is everywhere I go when I'm in my car. The feeling of having my Savior with me every minute of every day is so gratifying. I feel as though angels/spirits are all around me all the time. As I said earlier, it's so difficult to put into words. Above all the things I've done in my life, being introduced to Contemporary Christian Music is above all, the most rewarding. Praise the Lord.
My two favorite lines in the movie were when the little black girl asked August if he liked music. "He said more than food!" I actually thought that was really ironic since he was living out on the street scratching for his next meal. The other was also something that she said. When she asked the minister if he remembered the teaching about Mozart and how he was a some kind of musical pod. He said "prodigy?" He did. And she said to him, "I have one!"
I do not want to say that I was born with a guitar in my hands, but I did get my first one when I was two. My story goes like this, I didn't know how to play it. I did however love to play that guitar. I learned to play from my father. My mother sings like a songbird. We all know where our gifts truly originate from. I was raised up on country music and in my later years I dicovered a love for heavy music. Jump forward to the now. I have my own recording studio that I was blessed with. Currently, I play music five nights/week and not just for myself.
The love of music is very evident in my life. I can pull a song out of the air while I am working or even when I am driving down the road, listening to another song. Like the movie, I hear sounds and convert them into a part, a chorus, a verse, a voice, etc. The translation is that music is definately in the soul of everyone. Life is the our own unique version of our own song. Knowing that there is something creative out there much, much bigger than we are is beyond a doubt an understatement. We can however, tap into that creativity, because it is a natural, untaught instinct that has been born into us from before the beginning. Playing music is not my life, but music is a very big part of it. If I hear a word, most of the time a song comes to my mind. I love all kinds, types, and/or styles of music. I can even hear references of other songs in the music that I listen to. There is no such thing as an original thought. There is no such thing as coincidence. Nearly every song that I hear speaks to something to me.
There will never be anything to compair to music. The best music is Contemporary Christian, Country. It's safe to say I like all kinds of music. Music tells a story about our countries history, the emotions of the country, the feelings of the country, the patriotic stand of the country and it's people. Music is a very important part of my life, and It also tells of our Lord. This is how I first learned about our Lord Jesus Christ, and how much he loves me. When I'm stressed or upset music can calm me down. I have fond memories of family, old friends, and co-workers that make me laugh.
My fondest memory of music is growing up with my mom who listened to all types of music from pop, rock, and country those memories are priceless due to me having these memories prior to her not being able to raise me herself after the age of four but at the age of 33 I cherish every moment.
At the age of three, I began to feel the music everywhere and I would drum and "pretend to play the piano" on everything. No one in my family was a musician and we were too poor to investigate lessons or instruments at that time. By the time I reached age 5 my parents knew they had to find a way for me to learn piano. My father purchased an old upright piano for $25 and my mother found a local women to give me lessons for very little. Right away I was in awe of this fine instrument and could play simple melodies. I never became a composer but playing piano and singing are my passions.
Music is indeed "better than food" to me! I went on to play percussion in my high school and college band. I studied music and became a music teacher and choir director in public schools and in my church. God has blessed me with many gifts and my parents have encouraged me. Now my own children are breathing music in their souls everyday. Music to me is the oxygen of life.
Growing up in a well not so perfect home for any child I always turned to music to help me feel better and once I got older I tried to learn as many instruments as I could and still do till this day. It's just a release for me my escape if you will.
About five years ago I was going through a divorce and heard GrooveLily's lyric on the radio, "She had subjegated all of her desires for the good of the family unit and the betterment of the husband." I felt like they were singing about my life. Although I had never heard of the band GrooveLily before, when I arrived home I immediately signed up to be a member of their street team on their website.
Since then I have traveled to New York City three times, Palo Alto, CA, Kerrville, TX and Lincoln, NE to see my favorite band. They awakened a love in music for me that had grown dormant. Now I frequently go to live concerts and search out new bands.
A friend and I just saw "August Rush" last evening and loved all the different ways that music connected the characters--the lovers, Wizard and his band of street musicians, the gospel choir and August, finding music in everything. I'm putting the soundtrack CD on my Santa Wish List.
August Rush - cool.
It helps me connect with my kids. Music just makes for a happier place.
fun
i have a developmentally ill child who is now 8 years old. he is very hard to communicate with as his mind functions at a 2-3 year old level. I found out not long ago how much he loves music though. i was washing dishes one day and listening to music from the 80's and he was soooo focused on the music and tried dancing. I found he does not like country or alternative though. Its really nice because now when i clean house he dances around and loves chore day. Its soooo wonderful. he seems to be developing a little more and he has a different move for each specific song. His favorite is hugry eyes. We now have something in common.. love for music and 80's songs. I dont know any better way to spend time and communicate with him.. he loves it soo much.
Music is great.
I met my Heaven wished for Husband, because of Music in my life.
My Children fill their lives with joy and mine because of Music.
Love, Hope
with the internet it has connected me with people that i would have never become friends with otherwise, just because we have the same interests in music, and this has helped me build some great long-lasting relationships
I feel so connected to God when I'm listening to my favorite praise and worship cds. My husband and I just love Disciple's self-titled album. :o)
Music is like the air we breathe, the water we drink. It vibrates in your cells; it can free your soul. The right music that can take you to another place, and feel like everything is connected to you that is the music that heals and makes movement. I am so grateful and touched by the music that came to me, and all the beautiful talented people who just inspire others with their creation to a vibration of melodies, or sounds to bring to this world peace and love. Thank you for this experience.
Trina Lee
Growing up music was a huge part of my family life. My father loved to sing my mother was a born preformer and my aunts and grandparents played the piano at very visit. During high school my love for music led me to be in the band for four years. Through music and working to preformances we become a 300 person family. All of my best friends i found in band and the power of music brought us all together.
Music has brought me inner peace in times of pain and stress. I have found a source of energy and a feeling of renewal when I let myself fall into the beat, the rhythm, the rhym, and the flow of it.
Listening to Keith Green (Christian Pop) at age 18 brought a real spiritual awakening in my life.
Music, like film, is a magnificent way to get to know someone. It is as if the opening line cliche, "Nice weather we're having, huh?" can be detailed better with, "Have you heard the new Springsteen release?" or "What do you think of what they did with the Beatles' music for 'Love'?" What a great avenue to begin a conversation and then, to explain and find out the importance of what is being discussed.
So how has music made a difference in my life and how has music connected myself with others?
To start off, music is my life. I'm not talking about hip hop or heavy metal music, I'm talking about classical such as John Williams or Holst. I had a rough child hood when I was young. My father left my mother with three kids (me being the youngest at 1 1/2 yrs old), and has left us with practically nothing. I've have lived with just the basics - however, when I entered fourth grade, my mother suggested that I try joining the middle school orchestra. The thought of being a "viola" player disgusted me. However, I joined to make my mother happy. After about a month of being in orchestra as a Viola player, I loved it and played until I graduated Highschool. I've played many pieces ranging from theme music to mozart, and it had a way of telling me that everything was going to be okay. At my point now, I'm currently attending medical school for Surgical Technology, and I still constantly listen to classical music, my favorite being Jonh Williams (who composes many amazing theme songs such as Jurrasic Park, Lawrence of Arabia, Home Alone and many more).
Music has connected myself with others in more ways than I can express. One that stands out to me is how it connects myself with one of my close friend who I'll leave annonymous. We've met each other in third grade and has been friends since. However he has a disease where he constantly shakes and is slower than normal. Yet, get him on the subject of music and he can talk about it for hours. He formed his own band with his father and has just given me his CD a while ago and it's truely amazing. Our frienship constantly increases due to our love of music. Another way it connects myself with others is that my love for Christian music also leaves me with surprises. I'm a shy person when it comes to meeting people. Specifically, last year at my first year of college, I met my girlfriend by sharing my love for music. By talking about music, I was able to open my self up to her and eventually ask her out! We are still currently dating (was one year on October 14) and I am pretty sure she is "the one". Those are only a few ways that music has connected myself with others.
As for now, I must get back to studying, and of course listening to August's Rasphody!
Music is the universal language. It's always connected people and when I was younger I was totally connected. I watch my Grandkids now enjoying music and sharing it with their friends. It will always connect people to each other.
Music is a trigger for me. It can pull me back to good times
and bad. Events and emotions long forgotten. People that I wonder
where they are now when a certain song comes on the radio.
My graduation song and how I use to wonder where I would be now
and how I felt back then and shaking my head at how things have
turned out so far.
The song that was playing when I met my special someone , singing off-key together and laughing at each other.
Music sometimes seems to be the needle in my life sewing my
memories together.
thanks
Music connects me to friends who share the same style as I do. I enjoy country and my friends enjoy country music. We can trade music, talk about music and share it when we are together. I'm glad my girlfriend enjoys country music too. But then, she probably wouldn't be my girlfriend if she was goth.
Soothing music makes me a calmer person.
Music is in everything that I do in my waking hours. I drive the kids to school and the radio is playing. Music connects my children and myself together.
When my mother was arrested for child abuse and I was placed in an orphange for my own safety, the only personal items I had that I cared about were my radio and music tapes.
Music helped me get through that part of my life because the lyrics made me feel that the songwriters had been in my shoes before or experienced similar pain.
Music connects us because the songs we get attached to relate to an experience we're going through.
When we're heartbroken, we listen to songs about heartbreak and feel that the songwriter understands what we're going through because they've lived it at one point or another.
So music helps us to heal because it reminds us that we're not alone and we're not the only ones who have ever felt what we feel.
Music has lifted me when I was sad. It helps me to understand what I am going through. I grew up loving and singing songs. I still sing at churches and have since I was six years old. I am now 38 and my dad sings and plays the guitar with me. We have never charged a fee for singing. We do benefits for the needy and now my fathers health is failing but he still sings. I realize when he is gone my music will change because no one can play for me like he does. He is my greatest music influence and I love him and idolize him for loving music so I could love it.
My hubby of 10+ years and I met through the power of music. I was out with my friends on an anti-man night since one of us had just been dumped. When all of a sudden, this tall, dark, and handsome guy came over and asked me to dance. I, of course, told him no and explained the situation. When my fave song came on, he noticed the expression on my face. He walked over and tried again. I couldn't help but go and dance with him to this song. That is how music brough the love of my life and myself together!
What is life without music? It changes you mood and is better than drugs. If your music is diversed then so are you outlooks.
Gospel music is a means by which you can worship God by getting close to him. Music is a big part of my religious worship experience. Lovely love songs have enabled me to develop my relationship. Protest and patriotic songs have influenced my beliefs about current events.
Music allows me to recall a magically moment from my past. A few bars of a favorite tune from the 50s makes me remember my prom in great detail.
From dancing when you're happy to crying when you're sad music is the common denominator
Our world is a difficult place to live in. The devil pulls us every which way. Christian music helps me stay grounded in Christ. It is my inspiration for the Lord and the reason I play in our Church Praise band Quest at the First Christian Church, Galesburg IL 61401.
I love all music. It always brightens my mood, when I'm feeling sad and I especially love the Holiday songs, they are so uplifting during the holidays.
Music has allowed me to connect to others in a way that words cannot.
Music has let me connect with all kinds of great people! When we rehearse for months and are finally able to present our best to an audience, it's a great feeling!
music brings me up when im feeling down :(
music brings back memories of different events and times throughout my life
it makes me feel good inside
Soothes the savage beast in me.
Music has opened up a new world for me and has given me way to express myself in a way that I couldn't achieve with words. It has made me a more fulfilled and happy person.
Music is so awesome even if I dont hear another tune, I have enough music in my head to sing for the rest of my days. Music rocks!
Soothes the savage beast in us all
My love of music has helped me grow closer with my brother who also loves music. We are able to have more dicussions because we share a similar interest. We can talk about the songs that are big at the moment and old songs that we love. We can also talk about artists that we like and don't like. Because I love music so much I post about it in online forums. This too has helped me to feel more connected to other people in life. My love of music enabled me to stay out of trouble when I was younger as well. I looked forward to going to school so I could sing in the chorus. I just wish that I could be doing something in life centered around my love of music. Because I was fairly talented musically and didn't really use that talent at all after I graduated high school. I wish I had though.
Music has opened up a new world for me and has given me way to express myself in a way that I couldn't achieve with words.
Music has been the interconnecting medium of so much inexpressible expression. If it was not here, It is easy to say the world would not be how it is. People have had so much opportunity with time and loved ones that they do not think of to collaborate eachother's dreams and ambitions. The love and understanding comes through the creation of many different sounds from a particular place in history with the certain surroundings. The created music that listeners will hear is a point that took much energy and effort. This beauty had to evolve through certain people and all the aspects of these performers lives before this point were all perfect to achieve the beauty. Traveling through different dimensions and achieving great feelings of pleasant voices and tones all create the mood in which we can live in. Unspoken understandings are a given in the world of music. To know the priceless value of what music has done for the universe is great. So the love of music has connected me with the world. Different people created it with their love and I connect to this in everything I do by listening to it and learning from them. I make music myself but i have no instruments i use other peoples! I do have a bougarabou for sale though. I hope this has acheived an understanding of music most will identify with. The musical artists made the music for us and the music is inside your head because it was made with you in mind. It is genuine and pure to hear all the sounds that you hear.
How to begin? I am not a storyteller, nor am I a music prodigy like August Rush himself, but music has played an important part in my life. I grew up playing music. Starting with piano lessons at five years old, lasting until I was seventeen, I branched out to other instruments. I picked the violin for a few years- even played in the school orchestra.
My background played a part in the next turn my musical life took. You see, I am Chinese American- my parents immigrated to the States from Taiwan. Although my brother and I both were born and raised here in the US, we grew up immersed in Chinese culture. We learned Chinese, did various traditional Chinese activities including dance and kung fu, and last but not least, Chinese instruments. We both picked up the er hu (upright chinese violin). We even participated in a Chinese music ensemble, which is not unlike a small orchestra made up of Chinese instruments (and a cello :P). I turned from the er hu to a different Chinese instrument- the gu zheng (chinese zither)a horizontal 21 stringed instrument which I love.
Although it has been a few years since I had music lessons of any kind, whenever I go home for a visit (I'm in college) I can't resist plunking down in front of the piano or the gu zheng and playing a few of the pieces I've learned. There's something about music. It calms and soothes; it brings back memories, or you can loose yourself in it and just forget your troubles for a while. I can't imagine growing up without learning music.
August Rush was a beautiful movie. I was lucky enough to see the sneak preview; and by the time I came out of the theater, I had an overwhelming urge to just sit down at the piano and start playing. I may never be August Rush, or a couple of my friends who excel at the violin (and one who just excels at everything), but I'll always have music and the ability to play it.
Without a piano or my beloved zither here on campus, I have to make do with singing along with my iPod on my way to classes and receiving odd looks because, let's face it- I really can't sing.
In March 2000, my nephew (a missionary to the Yanomamo Indians in Venezuela) and his wife (a Venezuelan national) came to the U.S. for the birth of their daughter. On March 22rd, she went into labor and began having problems; was transported to a hospital in Warrenton, VA where she remained in labor until noon, March 23rd. The doctor finally decided she would be having a C-section and the baby girl, Mikeila, was born, under much distress. She wasn't breathing and the breatholizer at the hospital wasn't working. She was transported to the UVa hospital in Charlottesville and was put on an EKMO machine to take out her blood through her neck and the blood was purified and back into her heart through another hole in her neck. She wasn't given much chance at life, but through much prayer and God's love she survived, even though she had seizures from time to time. She had some brain damage and her eyes crossed as a result of the EKMO; straightened when she was about 17 months old. She had speech problems and became frustrated when one couldn't understand her.
They returned to the jungles of Venezuela but had to come to the US often for medical appointments.
On Jan. 11th, she had a severe seizure and after medication, seemed to be coming out of it. That evening she asked her mother to take her to visit the chickens and told them good-bye; she went into her brothers rooms and lay down on their beds even the 2 brothers who were in the US and told them she would be okay. Next she told all her dolls and toys good-bye. On Jan. 12th she slipped into a coma and due to the Mission having no air support, couldn't get her to a town where she could see a doctor, although the family worked with her all day. She went to be with the Lord around 2 PM. This was a very hard time for the family, as her brothers birth mother died from malaria there in Venezuela when they were 8, 6, and 3 years old respectively. She also had a sister, 3 years old.
Later as her Dad was working in his office, her little sister, Mia, was rocking in Mikeila's little rocking chair and started talking. Her Dad finally listened to what she was saying: "You know, MiMi's okay; she told me she would be okay, before those people came and took her away." Her Dad questioned her as to what people, and she answered, "Those people who took her to be Jesus." I truly believe Angels visited her and told her these things.
I really enjoy all types of music. I have a daughter who is now 14 yrs who has adhd and music has been such an avenue for both us. Since I was a little girl my dad always had sanish music playing such as salsa,bachata ect.. and I learned to appriciate the power of music. The sense of music calms the setting in my room and creates laughter as well conforts when there are problems within the household. Music is a big part of my household and culture.
well, i just started listening to gospel music, it's wonderfully inspiring,i listen to it while i'm on the computer reading beliefnet, so thats double my inspriation, it just fills my heart with love&happiness just the words of the gospel music fills me with something i can't explain it just fills my soul with faith&hope for the better days to come. BEAUTIFUL WORSHIP ARE TWO WONDERFUL CD'S!
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