Would you believe we're this cheerful in the nosebleeds at a Barry Manilow concert?
Yup. I'm a fanilow. Don't you dare smirk. What's not to like about mushy love songs? Or a 68-year-old heartthrob hobbling around the stage after a hip replacement?
Although he looked a bit like he was wearing a Barry Manilow mask from 20 years ago, he sang like he was 30. It was a magical night. The power of words and melody carried me right back to my youth when daydreams of dashing men on white horses sweeping me off my oxfords seemed incredibly possible. I found myself smiling inanely through many of the songs and singing along at the top of my lungs with the rest.
Don't know that I would've spent that much on a ticket if Jan hadn't twisted my arm, though.
But my point here is the amazing power of words to transcend reality, time, place, space, even earth suits to transport us somewhere we just can't get to any other way. As a musician (piano teacher for 20 years), I believe that melody certainly adds a depth and dimension to lyrics that is quite unique to the medium of music.
But books work in much the same way to stir emotion, jumpstart motivation, and soothe ruffled feathers. Words without melody are no less transcending.
So now my blood is perculating with excitement to make some magic that touches someone's heart through my writing. Can't wait to get started.
What motivates you to place derriere in chair and poise fingers over keyboard?
1 comments:
First, I thought you were talking about Dave Barry. :-) Second, making an open statement of commitment ("I will blog one to two times per week," for instance)motivates me, as does the ever-inticing contest carrot.
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