INSPIRING FREQUENCIES
I’ve been emerged in music since my arrival on this planet.
Before I was born and up until I was of elementary age, my father was a guitarist in a band called The Phantoms.
My mother, a member of a Tahitian dance group would perform alongside him until I came along.
When my father’s band would come over to our house to practice in the basement, I would try to run in as if I belonged, but I wasn’t allowed in. I would gradually sneak back down and sit at the bottom of the steps to listen.
These moments brewed a mystery and was the catalyst that sparked curiosity and later, inspiration.
Whenever I heard music playing, I could feel a burn emanating from my heart and still today, whenever I hear music, I am possessed with the urge to dance.
Rock, rhythm and blues were the music genres I was raised on. I used to love flipping through the record crates of albums filled with my parents favorite artists.
When I started high school, I took any creative course I could and I was exposed to other genres of music. I then fell in love with metal and punk music. At the same time, I would practice classical sheet music at home but was tiring of it and wanted to play stuff I heard on the radio.
I joined choir every year, as it was an easy credit. I loved being able to jump on the piano anytime at school when the piano was not in being used.
Then, one fateful night I got bit by the funk.
I happened to turn on the tv in time to witness the Grammy awards as Michael Jackson performed the famous moonwalk.
Again, I encountered that burn in my soul, feeling how powerful music was and seeing the effect that it had on people! After that, I found myself being drawn to a more soulful style of music.
One day I brought home some sheet music with the current songs being played on the radio. Excited, I started playing and realized the phrasing felt off. So then I started playing by ear because it was easier and much quicker to learn this way.
After graduation, I started going out dancing every night i could at the all age clubs and became more interested in behind the scenes, creation machines and what this other genre of music was all about.
At one of the downtown venues, I encountered a local, band called The Dan Reed Network.
Again, I experienced the power of music. But this time…it was in my face. The energy of the performance and audience surrounding us. Encompassing the air, filling every part of my being, merging the entire place like magic. I wanted more!
Of what, I wasn’t sure, but it was connected to music.
Purple Power
EPIPHANY FREQUENCY
The movie, Purple Rain had just come out in theaters and sold out the on the first showing.
My best friend and I had decided to wait until the third day to go see it, hoping to miss the crowd.
There was a crowd.
I was a bit shocked, wondering why this guy had gained so much popularity?
I never had been into his music prior and thought he was a bit strange, yet at the same time, cool. I had heard a couple of his songs on the radio, but wasn’t into pop music, so it just went over my head.
The theater was packed, not a seat in the house. Not a single spot open, A few standing around.
Snugly settled in, with popcorn in hand, I leaned over and muttered, "this better be good, cuz I’d rather be dancing". Immediately the lights dimmed, and the movie started.
The moment Prince uttered the words, "Dearly beloved…", the ENTIRE theater (with the exception of us two) jumped up and started screaming as if they were at a live concert!
As the opening song continued, the crowd screams were increasingly getting louder. So much that the guy in the projector room had to turn the volume up! Still in shock and still sitting down, my friend and I looked at each other in disbelief!
By the end of the movie, I was a believer! We joined the crowd, screaming, stomping and demanding for an encore! encore!
As we filed out of the theater, everyone was talking about the movie excitedly. The air was filled with positivity and the passion for the love of Prince and his music.
This was the only reality that we all wanted to hold on to. As i passed the projector room, I caught a glimpse at the kid running the film. Still sitting in his seat, he was watching the crowd with a big smile on his face. He turned to see me looking, we locked eyes and I gave him the thumbs up! We were smiling so hard, feeling the magic, it felt like laughter.
I was forever changed. The beginning of a journey, epiphany’s dream and destiny’s path.
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St. John’s Bridge, Oregon
MY MUSIC VIDS
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