Isn't it great when...

Someone shows you a new band? It's even greater when a good friend shows you a stunning trio such as London Grammar?

A dear friend of mine just came back from London with a huge list of DJs and bands I have never heard of.  I used to be a music nerd, now I'm just lazy.  I have stopped looking for music and learning more about music since too long ago.  For this reason, I admire those who still are music addicts/nerds/obsessed.  I couldn't keep it up.  I switched to other interests and now regret moving away from music.  In all ways.

(side note) I took my talent for granted. I was lazy while given the opportunity to study with a great cellist. I didn't study. I didn't want to stay after school to study. I wanted to hang out with my friends and kiss boys. I wasn't really interested in studying. At all. I didn't see the point.   I did do a numerous amount of mix tapes though.  The kind where I sat by the sound system with the tape on "record", but "paused", waiting for that particular song I wanted to add to my tape to show up on the radio. I spent a sinful amount of time doing mixtapes and finding out about new bands.  I did it through friends, young or elder, cool or square, whatever social class or tribe. Fuck that shit. People are people and have ears of their own. EVERYBODY has an opinion and brings something to the table. Most of them just don't know it, yet.

I had a good ear.  I could play by ear almost any music on several instruments.  I was just too lazy to learn how to progress.  I took piano, flute, cello, bass guitar, acoustic guitar lessons and then the drums... Cello and drums were my favorite.  Still are.

I'd love to take up on those again.  No cash at this moment thought.  Soon enough, when I settle from this tempest.

Back to what I wanted to say at the beginning of this post:

My friend showed me this band.  I loved it.  I've heard a few of their songs before but never have sat down to listen to the entire albums.  They are beautiful.  They took me places.  I love the journey I take when I listen to music.  It simply takes me away. It conducts my thoughts, kind of like what we do while lucid dreaming, ya know?

Mind you, I am PMSing and emotional AS FCK. My ex called me up 1 week after we broke up (today) for a selfish reason and it annoyed me. It disturbed my peace.  He brought my thoughts right back to him and his beloved friend: Marjolein. Subject for another moment.  Maybe.  I could go on for hours about that situation, but I'd rather not.

So about my musical trips.  This particular band brought me peace after a shitty moment.  Music has power. We all know it. We all feel it, every day. It's physical. It touches every cell of of bodies.

While walking around town I hear so many soundtracks filling in the blanks of my stride. Each one causes some sort of sensation.  No. Not all of them good.  Most on them quite unpleasant, but still, they are strong enough to make the hairs on my neck stand up.

Things such as a phone ringing, water running through the pipes, the subway arriving, the pigeons walking on tin rooftops, the popcorn flooding over the popcorn kettle, the sizzle of the cheese on a hot skillet, the snorting and spitting of some gross dude, amongst millions others, create the base sound of my walks/ bike rides through town.

Then things pop up a little louder, a little more imposing.  A drill, a car crash, a motorbike mosquito-like horn, the guy that cusses at the other dude, the traffic light vendor, the screech of a tire, the sharp rolling wheels of a supermarket trolley, a dog bark (or a whole pack), the whistle of the knife-sharpener guy all come in randomly and louder than the previously described.  There are too many to name here. This is just a subtle ramble.

Anyway... All this to say:  I liked them. 
London Grammar is lovely.  I'd like to listen to more of them, but in spaced out locks.  I've been listening to them for that past few hours and now I am done with them for at least a week.

Also, I still think Fiona Apple and Beth Gibbons rule the contemporary lady singers.

I'll be back to finish my thoughts. Eventually.

G'night anybody.