My daughter has interesting teenage taste. Presently, she is so into Hobo Johnson. It grows on you. Even as an adult when I listen to his stories I think awww that’s so sad. Or gee, that’s so clever! I can see why that type of music is what she can relate to. Both she and her friends seem to really enjoy Lizzo as well. As an adult I can look past the persona and see an extremely talented and lovely gal! I saw a recently interview with this woman. She is an amazing gal with so much talent. Promoting positive body image and self love... Her songs are relatable and cute as heck! I Love Lizzo!
It’s unfortunate that nobody in my family likes my music. My husband can’t tell me enough the disdain he has for it! He tells me he doesn’t get my music and he doesn’t like my Cover choices.
I think he’s embarrassed by it. So, he doesn’t listen to any of it. Not my Covers and not my Originals.
I don’t even try to get him to anymore. We don’t talk about that side of me. I never play when he’s around. Sometimes, I wish like hell I was good enough to get somewhere with it so I could stick it to him. That’s how hurt I am by his out right dislike. Maybe he’s trying to protect me because everyone but me sees how bad it is??? I hate being a joke. I’d hate it more though if I didn’t try...
The musician that wants to come out and play... This is a Trilogy if My Originals!
It’s been so difficult living with a whole family of people who don’t seem to understand me! They think it’s weird that I have this ability to play and write music without knowing how to read music.
Since I am self taught, I almost feel as if my friends and family don’t feel that I have a right to claim/ identify as a musician.
Anyway, I shall push forward with whatever I’ve got or whatever I’m lacking. Cup half full or empty depending on perspective. It truly is between me and my maker. I only wish I could feel understood.
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