Tonight I began my random internet searches as part of my nightly ritual to avoid studying. As always, I became a slave to my musical discoveries and could not find any reason to justify reading a textbook over being put to ease by the beautiful lyrics seeping out of my laptop speakers. I wish more than I can put into words that I had the ability to be as eloquent with noise as the musicians that I adore. After listening to one too many genius songs, I consider whether I should speak again or just save a little white noise for someone else's production. The only justification I can make of tonight's stumbling is that I am determined to learn how to play guitar. No, the occasional singing I grace the interior of my car or shower walls with is not something you'd ever want to hear so maybe I can learn to make VERY simple, yet beautiful racket with an instrument other than my vocal box in the near future. Hmm, who knows... maybe that poor guitar that has sat in the corner of my room all of these years to give me a "well-rounded" vibe can finally be put to good use. Until then, I'll let my musical husband fill up the silence in my teeny tiny room as I "study."
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Watch out John baby, I may just be the next big thing.
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