There’s power in music. We all know it. The rhythm, the melody, the musical accompaniment and even the lyrics blend together to evoke an emotion in the listener. It could be up-tempo, relaxing, spiritual or jazzy. It can.
I like good music. I can’t tell the difference between a sharp and a flat. Riffs and bridges have other meanings not associated with music. I can’t carry a tune in a bucket. And I have no idea what all those squiggly lines mean in songbooks.
But I do love music … the sound of it, the melody and even, sometimes, the words. I always have, dating back to those days of the transistor and AM only stations. It was/is a way of soothing me, even the loud music of my youth. And I generally play/played it loud enough to scare critters off the road or let people know I am arriving.
I don’t like all music — jazz, opera, hip-hop and rap come to mind — but I think I have a melodic palate that includes Christian to Adult Contemporary, Southern Gospel to Oldies/Classics, Country to Classical. On any given day, you can hear Third Day, Katy Perry, Gold City, Diana Ross and the Supremes, Carrie Underwood or the London Philharmonic Orchestra playing Beethoven’s Concerto No. 4 in G Minor coming out of my computer speakers at work and even overnight. And thanks to my SmartPhone apps, my enjoyment extends to my car.
There are two new songs that have recently captured my attention — coming from two different genres.
The first is from Country featuring a newcomer to the genre, Maren Morris as her debut single, My Church. It’s a simple song with just two verses and a chorus repeated four times. But I could relate to it, because it’s about turning up the dial, rolling down the windows and singing along to the radio at 65 miles an hour or so. Been there. Done that. Especially if I’m heading down to the Jersey shore.
The second is a Christian song by Francesca Battistelli, If We’re Honest. The lyrics are powerful — pointing at our heart of hearts without condemning. It’s built on the premise “I’m a mess and so are you” which leads to the chorus promise, “Bring your brokenness, and I’ll bring mine … ‘Cause love can heal what hurt divides … And mercy’s waiting on the other side … If we’re honest …”
Two different styles. Two different genres. One touch of my heart and soul. If either song comes on, the volume gets turned up … because I can relate.
THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: It’s OK to let your mind go blank, but please turn off the sound.