Someone asked me what kind of music do I like… and I didn’t have an answer… not because I don’t like music… may be because I am not sure what ‘kinds’ exist in music… am an absolute music illiterate…
Does that mean I don’t enjoy music… not really… a peppy number on FM and my fingers automatically start drumming on the steering… feet dance between accelerator and brakes… take me to a pub and I start swaying… if with a good set of friends, can dance endlessly to good music… but that’s pretty much…
Have seen people being passionate about music… they talk of various kinds of music… jazz, rock, metallic… emm I don’t remember more as I don’t understand these kinds at all… as much as I enjoy perky music, so do I revere soft romantic melodies… they can instantly take me to some delightful memories…
My experiment with music has been on guitar… tried learning this instrument cos I thought it was quite hep… but my tutor had huge expectations from me… expected me to play bryan adams flawlessly… well I only wish I could do that… since then I have developed immense admiration for musicians… you always admire people who manage to do things that you have failed to do… isn’t it??
Have seen music working like a therapy on people… it changes their moods instantly… they go to any extent to savor some fine music… fine by their own tastes and predilection… and when with them, they care to ask me what kind of music I like… I am lost for words… for music is not a hobby… nor a pursuit for me… it is only a means of leisureliness and entertainment… if at all…
I would rather cherish those lines… those songs… someone sang for me… however in tune or out of tune they were… by some people close to me… still remember every expression in those songs… and the affection that came with it… that’s real music for me… my ‘kind’ of music i guess…