All deep things are song. It seems somehow the very central essence of us, song; as if all the rest were but wrappages and hulls! ~Thomas Carlyle
Music for me must have began while i was still in mama’s insides, i remember vividly growing up in a house where mornings were synonymous to the beautiful voices of local gospel music * mums’* bless you tube, i can still re-live these amazing moments. Skeeter Davis or Jim Reeves *dads’* This was most probably my very first encounter with western music, excluding the nursery rhymes we learnt in kindergarten. Dad’s music extended to the car, those were cassette days. The best memory was the family choirs we had during our long road trips from the city to the countryside while visiting relatives. I later came to learn that my dad liked it all the more because it helped keep him awake (His job involved lots of night shifts).
Then there was my grandfathers vinyl records, oh how he valued them, i don’t remember ever touching his record player (suicide mission) but it’s the look on his face whenever his records played that remains deeply etched in me to date. He was king at that moment. Even as a child i understood the simple fact that music was uplifting. Most of the lyrics were too heavy too comprehend but the melodies enchanted my young innocent spirit.
In those days, people put lots of effort at mastering lyrics off head and took much pleasure in singing along, A lot of my formative music was gospel and the best place to practice and sharpen my skills was at the local church (obviously). I find that to a certain extend this influence continued to shape me up until puberty *self discovery* Enter personalized song book – a thick journal of handwritten lyrics to all songs i loved.
I had various categories but reggae took up most of the pages. In reggae, i lost myself, to a world of unlimited imagination, i travelled the world and transversed continents while in the comfort of my house. The guitar chords aroused me in indescribable ways and i could relate to the messages of love, struggle, revolution, spirituality in the lyrics. The song that did it for me and continues to is ‘Rivers of Babylon‘ by The Melodians.
The lyrics are lasting, soundtrack memorable . Am taken back in time by the melancholia and nostalgia. This indelible music moves me.
Indulge……..Rivers of Babylon