I KNOW MOST PEOPLE WOULD DISAGREE WITH ME…BUT…MAYBE THAT’S WHY I’M WRITING IT IN THE FIRST PLACE,.I MISS SOME ACTION;)
As most of you know…i was born into music!!
My dad welcomed me to the world with a song…actually, I’m smiling know that I remember itJJ
I inherited his musical genes along with some other things. I thought music,ate it and drank it…Absorbed every tune that I ever heard…blues…jazz…hip…se3edy…pop.old new…it didn’t matter I could find amazing soul in each and every one.
Being among the musical factory made it attach even more…i went through the whole process from the words till composing them and recording it…yet I was never able to see the trick in the whole thing.
Coming up with the right tunes made me dizzy… it’s beautyآ is always amazing…seeing song writers use words as threads of silk was astonishing. To see all this talent in one place…at studios I’d see instrument players that are so so good and highly respected…
Yet music to me was always like drugs!!..i get all emotions and dreams from it..It’s the interpreter of what I feel and I’m its reaction!!
After my blessings of knowing how religion soothes ones soul and comfort the troubled heart. I started to feel funny about music. I started to feel something is wrong with me…
I had no idea that it’s 7aram or makrooh or anything..i never heard before that religion talked about music..
But one day I was in the car with my dad..and he wanted to know what I thought about a recent romantic song he composed..you can imagine ofcourse what kind of sound system he had in the carâ€¦the melody and lyrics penetrated every single cell in meâ€¦the words were so so sweet and romantic..he did an amazingly loving melody that made my eyes waterâ€¦and it hit me!!!
They are fooling people!!!
Dad isn’t that sensitive with love!! The writer which was a good friend of mine,has nothing to do with these words!! He’s actually in and out of affairs all the time…i’ve seen how he talks about women..joy puppets!!
What is that?? I thoughtâ€¦how can they sell us this illusion..do men really love this way?? Do they hear the breeze sighing when it passes through her hair?!
Do they really love her smile and need no touch!!
I was convinced then that they are selling illusion to peopleâ€¦people hungry for affection and aren’t able to get it in reality so they dream of it with songs..
Men like it cause it moves them and expresses how they are moved..which is great for them because all the girls, who are fools by the way, would believe that men loves them like fadl shaker or think that she is the most beautiful in the universe like saber!!
Music sometimes can be ..el7aga elasfara elly wa7ed momken yeshrabha lewa7da 3ashan yed7ak 3aleeha!! Just like old Arabic movies!! Funny but true..
It is like a consperecy…and song makers are actually making a great living plotting it…
And let me tell you this…the music business doesn’t stop at that! It affects and leads to more serious damage. It’s when the lady singer appears half naked to sell her record. When it is used in night clubs for dancing and drinkingâ€¦most artists do drugs. And I’m not exaggerating. Thank Allah that my dad is into sweets!!
Seeing an artist stoned is common. If you’re interested in music
You’d know that most pop and rock stars get high before any concert…It becomes so normal that we won’t find it rebelling in time…we loose the right scale..
And please reconsider when u listen to sting or seal or even Michael Bolton. No one loves this way..so, save the tears and heart ache..
Even drama songs that scratch wounds..what’s the use of reliving some painful history??
And do you really need heshek beshek to celebrate?? It’s just customs..social traditions..when infact all this music leads to that every one attending the wedding is looking for a mate..just like African tribes do!!
May be some people take songs as entertainment and don’t allow it to make much influence on themâ€¦I guess these are fortunate people..really luckyâ€¦
آ Cause until this day I find it very difficult to shut my ears when Iآ happen to hear it not to mention what is stuck in my head till this day.addictive it is!!.
Actually now I think of it as part of whom I was…but part of what messes me up…
I try to stick to what’s in my memory for some fun…
And the moment I hear strings…i feel that they are played on my heart. And that hurts…weakens…makes you long for something doesn’t exist…
“Killing me softly with his song!!”