humanity
Humanity topics include pieces on the real lives of music professionals, amateurs, inspiring students, celebrities, lifestyle influencers, and general feel good human stories in the music sphere.
Life Interpreted Though Music
Music; An essential ingredient to a party or concert, The core of a good film, The product of musicians, For some music is just something to listen to when bored or to pass time but to me music is the core of my entire existence, but to truly understand how it centred my entire world we must go back to the very beginning.
By Tegan Dorward6 years ago in Beat
Live Music is a Terrible Thing
There are very few benefits to being an old man in your twenties. You get to yell a lot, which is nice. But the biggest advantage is knowing ahead of time just what youthful activities to avoid, for you know the difference between fun and carnage.
By Freddie Young6 years ago in Beat
Self-confidence
I'm a music lover. I have so many songs and CDs. Music help me so much! It's gave me the words and the emotions that I couldn't describe. So I thought that I should share some of my favorite song that gave me the self-confidence when sometime I couldn't. Enjoy! They are not the full lyrics from the song. I just typed my favorite parts from the songs.
By Jade Renteria6 years ago in Beat
The Karma Bass Project
This young lady is one of the recipients of a thing I call the Karma Bass project. It started as a philanthropic effort I planned on just doing myself, and has dovetailed into a bigger thing than I could have ever imagined. Allow me to elucidate!
By Mark Fowler6 years ago in Beat
Unpopular Opinion: Different language includes meaning!
When thinking of a funny opinion to write about I was seeing the war on pineapple and it's place on pizza or if avocado toast is overrated, but I couldn't push this thought about music out of my head, that so many people disagree with other languages being anything but different, that when it comes to the words plus music it means nothing because they don't speak the language. I have had first hand experience with someone who said " it's good,but because I don't understand the language it has no meaning" How ignorant and almost shallow it must be to think that music that you don't understand has no meaning. Many don't see this as an issue, but the sly comments and the misunderstandings such as "you only like them because they're good looking boys" or "you're hopping on the bandwagon" I'm an avid listener of all genres of music regardless of where it's from, from Korean pop to Japanese to French, I love it's beauty and interpreting how I convey these emotions I hear. But some have clouded judgement and hear the different language over a soft piano and see no meaning. Some are obtuse to the significance of culture or beauty of other types of voices that they believe English is the prevalent outlet for meaning when in truth that is the biggest lie in the world. To believe that others have no meaning because the barrier between you and them are words you don't understand only shows the laziness of not try to understand others heartfelt messages or push aside ignorance to try new things.
By Alecia campos6 years ago in Beat
Hozier's music and it's place in the ongoing revolution
Andrew Bryce Hozier is an Irish musician mainly known for his single that has kick started his success in the music industry; "Take Me To Church". It made it to top of the charts in 12 different countries and number 2 on the "Billboard Hot 100" on December 2014. Aside from the commercial success the song received, it's not the average love song you'd expect to hear on the radio.
By Xena Koroglu6 years ago in Beat
What are men doing to help women in the music industry?
It is clear, as you pass through the aisles of HMV, scroll through Spotify and look at festival posters that the music industry is a boys’ game. Across the 700 songs on Billboard’s Hot 100 year-end charts from 2012-2018, men made up 78.3% of artists, 87.7% of songwriters and a staggering 97.9% of producers. Even for me, my ‘I’m a feminist but’ statement would be ‘I’m a feminist, but nine times out of ten, the music I listen to was made by exclusively white men’.
By E.W Hemmings6 years ago in Beat
Bury A Friend By Billie A Song Of Armor Against Cancer
Two months after reaching my fifth year fighting this monster that lives inside of me known as cancer for the second time, I was playing music to drown out the sounds of the IV pumping fluids and antibiotics into my veins, the hustle and bustle of conversations at the near by nurses station and the occasional hollar of some disgruntled patient in the distance. Feeling unmoved by the playlists I had created to help keep me motivated and upbeat when I found myself in the trenches at the hospital, trying to get a handle on the latest infection or whatever other havoc the monster within was causing my body. I decided to listen to a “New Hits”station I found. Moments later, a tribal beat began playing through my headphones that seemed to connect to my heart and bring it back to life slowly in combination with lyrics that also expressed feelings I felt yet unwilling up until that point to acknowledge. I heard the song “Bury A Friend” by Billie Eilish for the first time. The lyrics “What do you want from me? Why don’t you run from me? What do you know?” All questions I had asked myself indirectly to my cancer thinking of it as it’s own entity that had taken up an unwelcomed or wanted residency in my body. To my amusement ironically the title of the entire album and subsequently part of the hook to “ Bury A Friend” was “When we all fall asleep where do we go?” This line seemed particularly poignant because doctors had repeatedly talked about how important it was to get enough sleep because it is during sleep the body truly heals. Often making me wonder, if that’s the case, why can’t they just put me in a constant state of sleep so I don’t have to feel the pain as my body endures the treatments? If only, I could sleep through it. What was this unconscious mysterious space known as sleep? Does my physical body go there or just my spiritual body or both? Only a few phrases later “I wanna I wanna I wanna end me bury a friend I wanna end me” It was the first time that I found a way to express wanting this all to end, not wanting to end my life but wanting the suffering to end, wanting the battle to end wanting the need to fight to end, wanting to end the person I’d become. I could no longer recognized myself this post-diagnosis anxious shell of myself, worried about waking up the next day and feeling worse than the day before, worried about if I was staying hydrated enough or what my numbers looked like or what any little change in my coloring or appearance meant. Before cancer I was laid-back and always thought that life had a way of working out. I never really worried about anything just did what I needed to do trusting fate and destiny with everything else. The worried person I’d become after cancer, I wanted to end that person. I wanted to bury that friend, that timid, check list making person trying to manage the unthinkable. To find myself able go back to being my carefree self with a greater appreciation of who I was before this time of warfare. The next lyrics “staple your tongue step on the glass” would resonate because at times I thought I would like to do anything to myself that might cause greater pain than the pain caused by treatment, that which was supposed to be making me better anything to create a lasting distraction. The song goes on to talk about believing that the monster could do something for you . In truth amidst all of this personal turmoil and struggle there are friends I have made and experiences I got to have, once-in-a-lifetime kind of things occur thanks to this living monster inside of me still, the cost was too much as the song lyrics dictate “I’m too expensive, probably something that shouldn’t be said out loud I thought I’d be dead by now”. As much as I want to live there’s always the reality of astronomical medical bills that won’t be completely covered by insurance and the possibility that after all of this fight, stuggle, and emotional turmoil, death could happen for me sooner than most people my age.
By Melissa Hevenor The Psychic In Your Pocket6 years ago in Beat
