Here we are, another beautiful Friday and my speakers are blaring.
Because I love music. I mean really. I can hear every note individually or together, of course. I can hear a song for the 100th time and still find something new within its beautiful walls. I know there are many of you who can associate with me on this. I love it even more than writing. Wait-did I just say, er, type that? Yes. Yes, I did. At least I think I do. That’s a toughy. I mean because I love writing. It comes naturally to me.Which brings us to today’s post.
“Music is well said to be the speech of angels; in fact, nothing among the utterances allowed to man is felt to be so divine. It brings us closer to the infinite.”–Thomas Carlyle
And whenever the tormenting spirit from God troubled Saul, David would play the harp. Then Saul would feel better, and the tormenting spirit would go away. 1 Samuel 16:23 NLT
There are those who say, for one, “rock & roll” is the devil’s music. Firstly how old-school, bible thumper does that sound?
A bit of history about me and music.
My father was a singer. He recorded some albums a long time ago and he and our entire family are still very proud of that. He accomplished something that he set out to accomplish. He was also somewhat of a drummer back in the day. You see, music? It literally flows through my veins.
As a young child I would run around the house singing: “Woah here she comes, she ‘s a man eater!” Yes. Hall & Oates still rocks. I sang because I loved it. Fast forward to the age of 16. I had been born again a year earlier and was involved in the church. Then? I sang in the church. But, I didn’t just sing. I sang. For God. Every sound that came out of my mouth, I imagined them reaching the throne of God. I gave it my all. I had to. I took it seriously. Many saw it as me being conceited or boastful. Nah. Not this guy. I loved it. Music was as much a part of me as Christ had become. When the the two “merged” and I saw that HE had given me gifts and only HE was deserving of praise FOR it, He blessed me more. I would soon be the lead singer in a band. We had written some great songs. Even recorded one. I AM proud of that.
“For reasons unknown, it’s beyond our understanding.”–chorus from one of my songs. (I’ll have it recorded, by God.)
God places in you desires and nothing is going to stop Him.
The gifts and calling of God are irrevocable. Romans 11:29
It was a great time. But now years later(the name of my and my wife’s duo by the way 😉 ) I am concentrating on this writing thang. Indeed. I am a Writer. So…music. I think you’re getting the picture that yeah, I think this guy likes music.
Oh yeah, while writing this I figured out what I love more than music and writing. Writing while listening to music. You totally saw that coming, right. They way I sing is the way I write. With everything I have. Why do something half-cocked? Go hard or go home they say, right? Oh, yeah, my m/c sings as well. Go figure. Also, another character is a musician. Of course.
I play a song and close my eyes for a second and my brain tells my hand, “Write.” I have a playlist-yes, so many, many Writers do-that literally is hundreds of songs long. But of course I narrow it down. The Stories is my epic. I write it how I want and the music that I play while I write fits every scene. Perfectly.
The first chapter of the stories is quite dramatic and I needed a song that would do it justice. So I picked Slipknot’s Psychosocial*. Josh Groban’s Remember When It Rained also inspired me deeply for a very important and intregal part of the entire series. Strength In Numbers by Times Of Grace is very important to me as well.
Then came a song I heard from a new band. Start-ups with amazing talent and focused dreams. The Sky Burns Red by Perception Of Intent. I immediately connected with the lyrics-they echo Scripture–and I asked the band if I could use the song as the “theme song” for the book and the lyrics IN the book.
I was told: YES.
What a day it was. I mean, I found the perfect song for MY story. It became even more real that day. It was such an organic and natural fit. I use the song in my latest trailer and I cannot wait for you all to read.
We hold the fate of this whole world in our hands!
We must fight, don’t let them break us down!
If we choose to free this world we must stand with pure hearts and clear minds
We must fight!
(Chorus)And through the anguish will we find meaning
beneath these ashes of our destiny?–The Sky Burns Red, POI
I’ve mentioned elsewhere prophesy has no place in this tale. Choice is what fuels the characters.
While I’m “plugging” these bands/songs, I’m plugging more music as a tool in writing. A gift from God, Himself. Music as a push. A push over boundaries. A push in the right direction. A shove over the edge. A sledge to smash the writer’s block to bits.
We as writers can ease down the peaceful path on a beach. Or we can traverse a dangerous and life-threatening mountain side to try and dispose of a ring. Hmm.
I choose the latter. I choose epic. I feel the music. I feel the story in my heart. I believe in the gifts and calling of God and the tools He has placed in our hearts and path to bring them to reality. Music is a part of me. Just like writing is…and I am ever grateful to God for placing that love for it within my very soul. And I use this tool to fuel me.
The two combined give me confidence enough to say:
Legends will be reborn.
What say you?
*I am a Christ-lovin’, believin’ Christian. Any questions you may have about my choices of music, never hesitate to ask me. @me on Twitter