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Happy Birthday to me.

So,

It was my birthday yesterday. And as the old cliche goes, I am now officially a year older and none the wiser. Of course, there are people who might want to be nice and say that can’t be true. So, to prove those good hearted folks wrong, here’s a picture of a birthday gift I gave to myself. A helpful background note: This would be the sixth of such gifts to myself. And I’m not even a half decent player.

Peace.
Kabir.

P.S. This is what I’m currently trying to learn. ๐Ÿ™‚200097_1_granada_acoustic_guitar_dreadnought_12_string_prld18_12st_natural

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Happy birthday, John.

I know, I know. I’ve probably been doing one post too many on John Lennon and The Beatles, but it’s the man’s birthday today, you know. So I had to, nay, really wanted to write this one.

Here was a man who came out of nowhere and formed a band that changed the way the world heard its music. A man who believed in his ideals and ideas. A man who was not afraid to stick his neck out for what he believed in. A man who was at once open as a book and closed as a locked trunk. A man who chose the handshake over the fist. A man who loved peace more than war. A man who was at once vulnerable and witty, loud and introverted, calm and cantankerous. A man who died too early. A man I believe in.

Happy birthday, John.

Peace.
Kabir

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I heard the song today, oh boy!

It’s been a while since I’ve heard any of the Beatles’ music, love them as I do. But after my earlier post today, I pulled up my Beatles playlist andย did not put it on shuffle. It was great, the progression of the band from the early Love Me Do days to the Strawberry Fields Forever times. And in particular, I heard one song on loop: A Day in The Life. I’ve heard it many times before, but this time it (again) hit me square in the chest.

Lennon, it gets clearer the more you listen to his music, had a particular knack of commenting on the current problems in society. I won’t even dare to sit and break his songs down for meaning. But he brings this feel into his music that is difficult for most artists to do. He writes with such emotion that you are forced to think. Then again, it’s not just emotion. He’s one of the wiliest craftsmen you’ll ever come across. The way he plays with words, the way he moulds a story and keeps you wanting more. A case in point would be Norwegian Wood, where the song, in my opinion, gets over a little too quickly. You want to hear that melody and that gentle rhyme over and over again. But teaser that he is, Lennon ends it in two short verses.

I salute the man for all his talent. Any other Lennon fans out there?

Peace.
Kabir

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Helter Skelter

Hello, good world. And a very good morning to you. (Wherever it is morning, that is.)

I woke up this morning thinking about something that I had not thought about in a long time. Music. For some reason, I’ve been away from this most amazing art for a while. And I can’t seem to understand why. But that’s not really what I woke up thinking about.

When I opened my eyes this morning, the boys next door were playing (correction: loudly playing) some Greenday song. And I couldn’t help but think that even the loudness in today’s music isn’t so much fun. There’s no bigness in it, if you get my drift. I mean, when I think loud, crash-boom-bang music, I think Led Zeppelin, or The Who, Jimi Hendrix, or even The Beatles with their maddening Helter Skelter. I don’t think Greenday or any of the new guys. I’m not necessarily saying they’re bad. Just not to my taste.

Alright, let’s leave the loud music behind. Even when it comes to the softer stuff, I’m forced to think of Simon and Garfunkel, Annie Lennox, Janis Joplin. I can’t think Dido or her contemporaries. There’s something missing there. They seem to be playing to the crowds, not to their own inner musicians. And forgive me, but I believe there’s something essentially, inherently wrong with that kind of music.

I’ll cut out the caustic blathering now, and let you have a wonderful day, or night. ๐Ÿ™‚

Peace,
Kabir

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