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Well, it's been a while. I have a good excuse.. My computer broke, but tomorrow I shall have a brand new laptop. Look out world prepare to be conquered! My installation shall be soon. The story of my life through music I must tell. It has led me up many a garden path and revealed many things to me. It's taken me places AND paid for it! It's got me laid, given me friends, and made me choose between it and the love of my life. Music won. So ,dear, avid readers of the blog, I'll be back.

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Posted By: Sarah McGinnis - Category: No Category

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May 31st 2008 13:46

Let's start at the very beginning, that's a very good place to start. According to Julie Andrews anyway.
My mother is a singer, my dad wishes.
"There's no money in music." he says in his broad Scotch brogue, "Look at me, I'm a great singer, never made a penny."
I keep reminding him that I'm not in it for the money. It's a vocation folks, it's in my bones and the threads of my double helix. He'd just look at me like I was a wierdo.
My first experience of music was in the womb as my mother became obssessed with Roberta Flack. The opening line to "The First Time" still sucks me in. It's so crisp and delicious it warrants eating. If you can get past the over sentimentality OR if you love a good old fashioned sexy love song listen to this.

I wonder if the world has gone to far with the mood stabilisers for these feelings to exist anymore. I'm such a sucker for a good love song it's my secret shame, that and Justin Timberlake. Now let us never speak of this again.
I have never closed my ears to the possibilities and excellence of every genre I have come across in my travels. Never in my life.
I was born in the mid 70's into a family with four pre-pubescent sisters who cemented my love of music. Eveybody in my house sang ALL THE TIME. Dad liked to change the words of songs. Sometimes it was to pay out on my mum. (To the tune of Rawhide) "wishing my wee Maizie's by my side - (under breath) the wee bitch."
Dad also started the game, swapping the you for I. "The first time ever you saw my face.." You can do this with so many songs and it's funny every time. (to me, at least)
My early life was filled with the music of the Bee Gees, Air Supply, James Taylor, Carly Simon, Roberta Flack, the Village People, Simon and Garfunkel, Michael jackson, Pink Floyd, The Eagles, and I'm sure this list could go on. This is a start. Oh, I also had a tape of "Fiddler on the Roof" that I listened to religiously
"How deep is your love" by the Bee Gees is another classic love song. They may take some getting used to as the vocal stylings are highly original, but once "Stayin Alive" hits your ears you are lost in the Funk.
The artists during this time were very different from most today. They were original. They wrote their own music.
I do feel for famous musicians trying to find their sound, as it seems it's all been done. Or has it? I felt this myself in my younger days when I started writing music. I actually ended my first three chord wonder with the line "It's all been said before."
As I travelled through my teens I listened to my mums 60's music, started singing classical music at school and listening to the radio. I went to my first concert, which is even more shameful than my crush on JT, and the name of the band will NEVER be disclosed.
And so begins our musical journey. Post school will be discussed at a later date.
In Barry Whites voice - "Peace and Love"

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