I often wonder what makes a person sing? Many have actually define singing as something which could actually root from one’s heart. It is often referred to as the language of one’s soul. But how do we justify the sincerity of one’s music?
No matter how I try to think about it, I always feel sympathetic to those who have been misjudge on how they are actually filling their music with the feelings they ought to have shared. Is it really fair to actually judge the sincerity of one’s musicality through pedagogies we learn in school? Can the outpour of love, compassion, hurt, anger, joy, stillness and weariness be measured by technicalities of commercialist music industry?
I do not, in any way, seek to mislead anybody reading this. I actually the people who regulate the industry and many among which despite their successes and achievements never stopped actually helping the “newbies” to kick off. But what I think is more helpful is when we stop filtering the songs we appreciate by what we think is good or not. A song may not be melodic, yet it could be something that the composer poured his totality. I encourage you to listen, feel and embrace the uniqueness of each musician, after all, each of us is given wisdom and free will to succumb on whichever we think deserves an applause, however, we may find some not-so-good songs, but still consider the passion and zeal of the person who composed or who sang it.
Our God has been so gracious with us, shouldn’t we be with our fellowmen?
