There´s nothing like the first coffee in the morning. Is like the first day of school, the first rain or snow of the season, like the first time you kiss somebody you like too much. There is something so butterflies in the stomach effect about first times. About beginnigs, they are full of posibilities.
There’s something about clean slates, tabulas rasas, pages unwriten.
And about music.
I had placed here the link to an Artie Shaw version of Begin the Beguine which is a Cole Porter song, recorded in 1938 by Artie but youtube keeps ruining my playlists with all that copyright’s infringment bullshit. Wake up people, the game has changed and you can’t stop the way we share information, so keep up with the time you live in.
Anyway I love Cole Porter, he was larger than life. I love Artie Shaw he was a prodigy and the sound of his clarinet was pure and clear and new and familiar. It is the sound of a period, like a piece of time frozen in a picture but better because it has inflection, waves, scratching. My love for music started with my mother’s LP’s. With that needle traveling through the surface of a black disc I was told was made of some petroleum derivate. It was an intriguing time, everything had a certain fascination, but music…Music took my soul by assault and grabed my heart and it has never let go. Neither have I. When I listen to some of these LP’s I feel like the first time I heard them, it is like going to a safe place in my chidhood and I find the same magic I found the first time and I love it, best feeling in the world. (Unfortunately I’m no musician, I’m just a Melomaniac, with a big M. I also happen to madly love coffee. And Cinema. And History and Mythology and many things but we’ll get to that, eventually.)
I am a strong believer in the healing power of Music. I don’t believe in much but I do believe in Art. I believe in the human spirt, strong and delicate, everlasting, eternal nevertheless the briefness of the human conscience compared to the aeons of the Universe. I believe in the human creation, in creativity. We have the abillity to create, to explore with our mind and our imagination. Wow! right? very especially it is my conviction that sound is the most powerful way in which we can communicate. But the sound is also the silence between the notes…
Our hearing is the last sense to turn off after our bodies die. Every culture has a deep connection to sound. Music tells us the best way it can, the story of a certain time period, tale or even a philosophical idea. That is why we love soundtracks so much. That is why we love playlists so much, and why we love sharing them with the world. Because we are not just sharing a piece of our souls and our hearts and brains and personal dramas with a bunch of people unknown but not so distant. In the end we are so unique and so similar in a weird and awesome way. But we are not just sharing and being egotistic little maniacs, we are building bridges, mirrors, we ar building the new megatale maybe in a rizomatic way, we are constructing a world collective identity. Zeitgeisting if you will.
So stop your effin’ nonsense about copyright infringment people, this is bigger than you. Understand it, embrace it, care for it. And if you use it wisely you can make money out of it without prohibiting. Because frankly you are witnesses to this new world emerging, where we are all oversharers, overexposed, over the top, but it’s a beggining too. The beggining on an era where we are living the revolution.
And it is also full of possibilities.
So here it is, screw you censors #neutralnet #internetparatodos Artie Shaw/Cole Porter