The Record Crate

They say there is music for all occasions. Jazz musicians in New Orleans back in the day seemed to have it all backwards-like their emotions and the style of music they played were the complete opposites. On the way to a funeral, they played somber, hallowing marches. On the way back from the funeral, they dropped a beat and played joints like “When the Saints go Marching In.” I have often wonderd how musicians can feel one way and play music that evokes another emotion. Music has always been about inspiration to me. Although this may sound dark, my darkest emotions allow me to explore the somber side of music, while my happiest emotions allow me to enjoy the brighter side of things. I’m all for cheering people up with music, but I just can not imagine playing a happy song with conviction, whilst feeling sad. I lost my Aunt Jeanne this morning. I have tried listeneing to the songs that normally cheer me up, yet I still can’t get rid of the feeling inside me that she’s never coming back. Then I found this:

I can’t figure out why, but anything Brian Wilson sings makes me feel safe inside. Only after listening to the whole song and hearing all of the examples of people being lonely in the world, I realized that my entire family needs a king-sized dose of both Love and Mercy. Jeanne, you were always one of my favorites. You are one of the only people who sent me a graduation card. It was always the little things-be it christmas gifts, or my bodyguard when Mike bullied me as a kid. I love you and I hope that wherever you are tonight that you find the Love and Mercy that everyone deserves. I’ll leave you with this quote from a band who can only be related to Brian Wilson via their location:

“I’m sure the view from Heaven, beats the hell out of mine here. And if we all believe in Heaven, maybe we can make it through one more year, down here.” - Yellowcard, “View From Heaven”