Monday, November 29, 2010

Glen Hansard

I like the idea of being able to see everything as a form of art.  


I get inspired by a lot of different things and music is a big one.  One of the most influential musicians that takes part in my everyday life is Glen Hansard.  An Irish singer/ songwriter and guitarist.   He’s amazing in so many ways.  Not only with his generosity and a particular friend, but his music.  It’s not so often that I am inspired or drawn to music that way I am drawn to his.



In particular this song.  I mean there are others, but this one, it’s haunting.  You can feel the emotions, the passion, the conviction.  I would love to be able to express myself the way he does. I consider the thought that I don’t quite like the venerability.  Each show he explains the meaning behind each song.  Something I know I certainly would never do.  I’d rather express the fact that i got fucked over and that’s it really.  lol.  But then again, the song says it all.
Even though I can’t sing, write or play the way he does, I feel that listening to his music over and over again, it allows me to be rid of the emotions within.  I suppose not in the way I would like to, as I want to be the one to do it. But still. There’s a sense of letting go.
As closed up as I am, the fact that I hate being open about things.  A lot can be said for what I’m listening to and I suppose the volume in which its being played.  I’ve been told a few times that I am a very hard person to know, but I really don’t think so.  I thought in some cases I am obvious about a lot of things.  Maybe not what is on my mind exactly, but how I’m feeling at least.
My understanding would be, that if you know someone’s mood, you’d treat them as such.  If someone you care for needs you, then you’d be there for them.  They shouldn’t need to tell you they need you.  If you care enough, you’d know.  That’s the way I see it at least.
Anyway…. the fact that Glen Hansard can be true to his heart, I am grateful.  He says things I could never.  Sings them in a way I can’t.  At least I can relate…..

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