Monday, March 15/21
I like music, no strike that, I love music, in all its many glorious genres.
There is a genre or artist for whatever mood I might find myself in at any given moment.
I don't always know what I want to experience right off the bat but I do know that something usually presents itself to me and then I'm off like a bird flitting from tree to tree, loving the journey.
Yes, I said experience when referring to my musical moments as the right song literally moves me from the present to somewhere so much better emotionally.
I've had this happen with so many different genres/artists that it's almost now second nature.
When I'm stuck on a project for work I've found some serious release in "Enter Sandman" by Metalica or something by Linkin Park. The words seem to reach deep inside me to let out my angst, to allow me to process things better.
Manchester Orchestra is another one that has me sitting back when I listen to their album "A Black Mile To The Surface" especially the song "The Silence"
I think I could just sit and listen to music and let it take me away without any qualms.
Now combine music with a story, whether it be a movie or a book, and you've got yourself, one happy little blogger, happy like a puppy on a walk, like a fashionista watching models prance down a runway in Milan or Paris.
Sometimes my mood craves something classical and in those times I usually turn to Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky's Swan Lake, The Nut Cracker, or Vivaldi's Four Seasons.
Lately, it has been more Four Seasons as I find the pace changes up enough to keep my mind racing, imagining various scenes around me flashing by in a whirl.
I started to watch Netflix's "Bridgerton" to see what all the fuss was about and the opening score had me feeling itchy as if I was missing something before it finally dawned on me, it was a remapped version of Vivaldi's Four Seasons and I could feel my heart swell inside my chest.
The vision that Max Richter had to recompose this classic is stunning, the combination of the original with the introduction of some electronics literally had me sitting up and feel the notes, my heart pounding in my chest, almost as if I was right there part of the scene unfolding in front of me.
Even as I sit at my desk writing this entry I have Richter's album playing in the background and I can feel tears in my eyes as I hear the notes with some inner part of my heart, acknowledging that though I might be alone in the world, that somewhere out there in the greyness that represents all the endless possibilities yet to be experienced that there might just be one more connection for me to make before my time comes to an end.
I've struggled with the whole relationship thing for several years now and have come close to just saying "fuck it" more than once and giving up, resigning myself to facing my future alone, but then something happens and I'm reminded that when we least expect love, it has a way of finding us, not when we want it but more often when we actually need it in our lives.
I think watching Bridgerton is one of those moments for me. It is an interesting story that offers heartache, love unrealized, redemption, and love in all its finest glory.
Bridgerton and Max Richter's recomposed Four Seasons might just be what saves me from a life of loneliness, at the very least it has given me hope once more to open myself up to what the future might hold for me.
I've been totally in love two times in my life, the kind where there is nothing you wouldn't do to see that person happy, so much that the first time saw me move from Southern California to be with the woman who allowed me to be a father to her daughter and along the way gave me my son as well. The second time came out of the blue when I was fortunate enough to meet Corrine and open myself up to the possibility of love with her.
Love is fleeting and I know that better than most given my own history, but love can also be something so much more than just a moment in time, it can save a soul, it can offer hope, and yes, it can hurt like a dagger to the heart when it doesn't work out as hoped, but you can't have one side of the coin without the other side as well, so I'm willing to feel that pain once again for the opportunity to have the joys it offers as well.
I was once asked how I'd know I was in love again and this might sound kind of simple but for me, it will be when I imagine taking a holiday with her and where we might go. My free time is precious to me so if I'm at that point where I'm planning a trip with her it means she has my heart as I can't ever see myself going somewhere with someone who hasn't earned a spot in my heart.
My name is Marcus and these are my ongoing adventures in dating, being a father, grandfather, and trying to consistently break 90 in golf while mastering the perfect 8 iron from 135 yards.
My musical suggestion today is "Recomposed by Max Richter: Vivaldi, The Four Seasons" in conjunction with "Bridgerton" on Netflix. Two treats for the price of one blog reading ;-)
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