by Jorge D. H. Prósperi
What is it about 🎶… sweet, sweet 🎶 that brings us together regardless of race, ethnicity, special needs, economic status, religious background, sexual orientation, multiple identities, socioeconomic status, academic standing, exceptionalities, or musical abilities? What is it about this magical gift from the gods that impacts and draws all humans to its infectious call?
Maybe the question is better left to 🎼 Majors… the majority of us left simply to enjoy its wonders while off-key screeching our favorite songs. But with all due respect and admiration to all who profess to be prodigies and/or gifted, we, who remain basic music-appreciation students, can express our humble appreciation for what music means in our lives.
🎶 🎶 🎶 🎶… 🎶 🎶 🎶 🎶 Native Drummers pulsating skins… hot breath flowing through vibrating hollowed chambers… calling human hearts from four directions to gather around the fire of life.
Native Mapuche ancestors of Latinidad… congas, quintos, tumbadoras… acorns inside a turtle’s armor… rain sticks soothing… echoes of nature… raw hands syncopating on raw skins drenching sweat of raw passion… dancing braids… buckskins in tempo celebrating oneness.
Don’t fight it because… “🎶The rhythm is gonna get ya!🎶” … let it go…
“🎶Turn that beat around… don’t you just… love to hear percussion.🎶”
Where would we be without 🎼🎹🎶🥁🎷🎺🎻🎭 in our lives?
Imagine “🎶The day that 🎶 died!🎶” Thank God it didn’t!
Ah… Sweet, sweet 🎶 We play it, fill our ears with it, go to sleep and wake up to it, a cappella to it, whistle to it, hum to it, dance to it, do back flips on ice and mats to it, attend standing-room-only concerts to it, Alleluia and Amen to it, protest and march to it, doo wop to it, Motown to it, rap to it, lull babies to sleep to it, provide a lady’s/gentleman’s choice to it, snowball to it, hokey pokey to it, scream it out loud (off key) in the car to it, shower to it, horses and riders dance Freestyle to it.
[PG WARNING!] – We even make hooch coochie to it! 🎶Turn off the lights and light a candle🎶… Oh yea… “ 🎶Everybody needs a love no doubt … any love🎶 Oh Teddy and Luther we miss you so!
Sweet, sweet 🎶 with all its genres… each one to please the most conservative, liberal and independent among us.
Sweet, sweet 🎶 – all inclusive – all notes supporting – promoting all languages, cultures… decolonizing… overcoming… unburdening… liberating… affirming that… 🎶We shall overcome🎶 … 🎶Step by step, bit by bit, stone by stone, brick by brick, day by day🎶 drudging to the beat of justice 🎶“We shall overcome!”🎶 calling for dignified quality of life… 🎶Right down to the wire, even through the fire.”🎶
Sweet, sweet🎶 Now at our capricious command… customized playlists… welcoming each fickle sentimentality… savored with eyes closed.
Sweet, sweet 🎶 reminders of holidays, birthdays… losses… a living diary… each song a chance to turn nostalgia into melancholy “🎶Time after Time🎶
Remember when Little Caesar and the Romans echoed? “🎶 Those oldies but goodies remind me of you🎶.” they still do… tickling life-long memories from that point on.
🎶 is such a charming ‘picaro’… inviting us to risk humiliation and rejection with our 1st unconventional dance in public… sweat glands on overdrive.
One homo sapien hesitating to ask with timid reservation…
One homo sapien waiting to be asked with timid anticipation…
But the sweet nectar of 🎶 moves voice to nervously ask… to nervously accept… with time standing still for both… “🎶Slow dancin’ 🎶 Swaying to the music🎶”… 4 arms and legs trying to coordinate tempo… the first piaffe – all in slow motion… skin on skin… hearts fluttering… “🎶While My Guitar Gently Weeps🎶”
Sweet, sweet 🎶… Surely celestial entities must have concluded “We must provide these humans with an ever present respite from their imperfect human condition! Let’s give them the language of the angels… the gift of 🎶 so they may choose to sing together – if they can ever figure out how to harmonize!”
“🎶Well it goes like this: The fourth, the fifth, the minor fall and the major lift. The baffled king composing Hallelujah🎶”
Journey on musicians, composers, arrangers, producers, technicians, conductors – dear precious esteemed holy music teachers. Journey on sopranos, altos, tenors, baritones and the mezzos in-between…
Dance to it with every bone and muscle 🎶🕺🏻💃🏻🎶… even though some may not hear your song… yea… “🎶 … play it loud, baby play it loud … Play it loud, baby play it loud … Rock the crowd, baby rock the crowd And play it loud, baby play it loud 🎶”
“Oh no, I’ve said too much… I haven’t said enough.”
Native Drummers… 🎶 🎶 🎶 🎶 … 🎶 🎶 🎶 🎶 … calling all to join hands and dance around the fire of life.
“🎶Don’t stop believin’ … hold on🎶”