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Friday, September 19, 2014

Music and me

The first memories of music go back to my childhood. I don't remember how old I was exactly when we drove to the sea side acompanied by the melodies of Pink Floyd, Sting, Julio Iglesias, Wille Nelson, Sheryl Crow, Vangelis, Enigma... At Christmases we had Enya. At parties good old balkan music. Sunday mornings remind me of smooth jazz. Sunday evenings of the radio show » Zivcki na paso« on radio Hit, when my parents did the ironing and were preparing for the week ahead.

I had to get a bit older to enjoy concerts. They opened a whole new world to me. All the visual pleasures that they offer took me to another place each time.
In my teenage years I started listening to whatever was popular. But that was a completely different feeling. It was simple, fun and energetic. And at that age all you wanna do is have fun. But when I needed a peace of mind I turned to Alicia Keys, Sade and Celine Dion.

Then I started following my brother's band around. I think that's the most fun I had. Good music, awesome people and concerts! Many spontaneous musical evenings at our house. The atmosphere that they were able to portray was intoxicating. I tried to play an instrument when I started grammar school, but we all realised that I should stay on the receiving side.
Then another musical person entered my life. This time I was privileged to on unfortunately rare occasions hear, live in our living room, what a human voice can do. My sister in law enabled me to experience another side of music.

I am so thankfull to my family for introducing me to the best healer there ever was or will be. I truely believe that I would forget a lot of amazing memories if they weren't somehow entwined with music.
No matter where you are, what you do, how many people you have around, music will always take you where you feel content and safe.