Yes

...this grey day has taken me away.

Hard to find pleasure when things seem so dreary and bleak outside, but a phenominal piece is needed to lull me out of this one. Lamb's 'Angelica' takes me on an eclectic journey through symphonies to caressing of scratches off the turn table. It makes the weight of the day and silent doom impending weather much less weighted and more like a breeze.

Now if I can only find a way for the correct choice in music to mood by some other device, I think my life would be that much more perfect. But until then, I'll just have to keep at the awareness of the self. What is my body saying? What would I like it to be saying or omitting? Like an instrument, it seems the body needs just as much tuning to find its sounds and chords once more.

It's time to invoke your sound.

Let's fine tune the world.

the sound of Love,
Attie

It's interesting when you chose to finally let go...

only to then finally find the thing you were searching all along.

There was a song I'd come across years ago. It moved me deeply when I first heard it. Somewhere down the line I lost that song without knowing or remembering any helpful information to once again find it.

It became somewhat of a nervous itch to periodically remember the lingering experience and feel the pain of never knowing or possibly never hearing it again. I was tired of it feeling like an itch that could never be scratched. Eventually I came to terms with the possibility of never hearing the song again.

The next day I heard it. THE SONG. I couldn't believe it.

The experience wasn't the same as when I'd heard it long ago, but I could still feel my mind awaken to a similar journey.

N.E.R.D's 'Provider (Zero 7 Remix)' was the long lost song. Soft tones with smooth lyrics, Pharrell Williams brings you into the hardships and experience of life. Dreamy and gentle, it still makes the edges in my day sink into each other. There's no more good or bad; it just is.

the sound of love,
Attie

It's that time again...

time for rediscovering music....

you know, it's funny, those times where you lose yourself within the routein; the daily 9 to 5 that you forget there's still zest in your life.

I was lost in that for a bit... forgot what it was like to have music in my life. Not just the background daily drawl that creates even beautiful sounds in them selves, but the only music experienced, or more so, the echoing of your complex mind duping you into thinking your lost... or really not even realizing there was ever anything going on in the first place; Just white noise.

So what arises from the ash, is something new. A light of sort. A new start.

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Okay, so nothing too dramatic happened. Really, I just realized that using a new email account, I could re-introduce myself to the wonderful world of music. Pandora is very beautiful thing (unfortunately for those out of the USA this lovely website is limited to certain countries. I highly recommend it though! If ever given the chance to explore). Needing to chill and let my imagination wander I was excited to see the emptiness of stations on my account.

Ahhh, a fresh start. So who did I want to listen to? What was I vibeing? It took me a while to come to a conclusion, but I realized the thing I needed to be focusing on was my body. How did my body feel? Was it heavy? Was it light? Did I feel like moving or was I content on relaxing?

Then I found my answer.

Oh the sweet lull of a clean slate and endless musical possibilities...

the sound of love,
Attie

When life keeps throwing things your way...

... you can take the option to throw them back.

I'm sitting as still as possible. It's one of those times where you have no idea what to do next, thus I'm at a loss for movement. Only focusing on my breathing seems to soothe the unsettled sense within my being.

Bon Iver's soft tones are lulling me into a (possibly false) sense of security at the moment. I know that when listening to 'Skinny Love', the world tends to slow down... the motion of his gentle cries... in this moment, seem to reflect my own.

I want to cry at the beauty shared in such sounds.

Does life always feel so bittersweet? I think with Bon Iver, it most definitely can be.

the sound of love,
Attie