Work Hard. Music Harder.

My job/career/work has me spend a lot of time alone in my car. Listening to music between appointments and red lights. Once in awhile, I’ll fast forward past songs onto ones that coincide with my current state of mind or mood. But, even when I do, the songs I skip by often evoke a memory, sensation or feeling about an experience or person. (Which, to be very honest is sometimes why they get passed over- but I always revisit them when I’m in the mood)

It got me thinking. There aren’t many songs about working.

Before I sat down to write this out, I searched my iTunes catalog for songs with the work “Work” in them. Here are the first 10 that popped up:

1) Chelsea Wolfe – “Our work was good.” ~ Pretty darn sure this isn’t about work.

2) Mutemath – “Work of Art” ~ This one neither.

3) Black Keys – “Work Me” ~ Absolutely, positively NOT about work.

4) St. Vincent – “Actor out of work” ~ Nope.

5) Steely Dan – “Dirty Work” ~ Nu-uh.

6) Mindil Beach Markets – “Working man blues” ~ Probably about work.

7) Drive-By Truckers – “Working this job” ~ Almost positively yes.

8) Sting – “We work the black steam” ~ Eh….borderline? Pretty sure it’s more political than anything.

9) Frank Sinatra – “Nice work if you can get it” ~ Unless holding hands is work; nope.

10) Mick Jagger – “Let’s work” ~ Not about work in the conventional sense. World issues/politics, perhaps?

So, out of 10 songs, we have 2* that are about work**. That’s 20%. Yet, we tend to work at least 33% of our day, and most of us are thinking about working, or actually working during part of the other 67%.

When I searched the word “Job”, I found one song, and it was instrumental, so who the hell knows what that one is about?  Now, “Money” – that’s a whole different ball game. Most songs with “Money” in the title are actually about money. Go figure. We love that, too.

Search “Love”, “Mother”, “Daughter”, “Heart”, “Soul”, “Father”, “Son”, “Friend”, “Memories”, “Holiday”, “Sex” and you’ll see songs mostly about these topics outnumber the songs that are actually about work AND money. Consistently.

So, tell me this; If most songs are about the feelings that other people influence us to feel, or conjure up memories of good or sad days gone by, why isn’t our LIFE? If art imitates life, why isn’t our life imitating art ( or, in this case, music)? Most people will agree that music is one of the most influential presence in our lives. All across the planet. Most music speaks to the things we love. And work doesn’t seem to be one of them.

YET, we let work devour our time, distract us from our most important relationships ( the ones sung about in the songs we love), and, in some cases, destroy our health (via stress).

If we let our lives imitate the way music makes us remember….I believe we’d all have more fulfilling relationships with others. And, most importantly, ourselves.

I’m not telling you to quit your job and listen to music all day. I’m just asking you to consider how much time you spend working, thinking about work, bitching about work, being on call for work and basically ignoring your loved ones, and ultimately your inner feelings and desires.

Work, if you must, but remember: Everything in moderation.

 

Except for music. 

 

 

 

 

* from my library. If your library has a lot of songs about work, we need to talk.

** and, it’s possible these songs are about more than work;  frustration, respect ( or lack of), relationships etc.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Lists

Lists & lists and lists upon lists….

This is the time of year when the lists come out.

First, it’s Santa and his “Naughty/Nice” list, followed by the Top (enter any number of numbers here) Lists of movies, music, blogs, YouNameIts. And finally, we get to the lists of things people are planning to change or do differently in the new year.

I’m not a cheerleader for new year’s resolutions. On one hand, I’ve never been one to do what “everyone else is” doing so, if other people are creating resolutions, I gracefully bow out. Kind of like Uggs; I’ve never seen the appeal. I did think/hope they’d kind of go out of style, but apparently they are here to stay. So are new years resolutions. I get it. And if you decide to participate, I respect your choice. I applaud you if you are successful in executing and seeing through your declarations to change or do something new.

I read an article not too long ago about voicing your goals to others. To paraphrase, it was said that if we tell others what we are going to do, and receive praise, the higher the chance we WON’T actually even begin to work on said goal. Why? Because we’ve already been acknowledged in advance. I found that rather interesting and, reflecting back, it definitely rang true to my life. So, if I may offer you a small piece of advice; Don’t tell anyone your goals. Just do what you want to do. Believe me, the praise you receive for completing a privately expressed mission will far surpass the premature accolades you could ever gain.

Anyway, I’m not here to preach or stand on a soapbox. I’m really here to reflect back upon my year and share my own list with you.

I will admit, this time of year is cause for reflection. It’s also difficult not to, in fact. The phones are quiet and there are fewer everyday distractions. I’m also extremely pleased to be able to open my brand new, beautiful paper daytimer ( yes, I do write important dates and appointments down – it’s how my brain works) and flip to January 1st.

Before I can move forward, it’s important I acknowledge and let go of the past. And to that end, I bring you my Gratitude List…

Thank you, 2012…

For allowing people out of my life that could no longer offer me the light and nourishment that I require to grow.

This happened in the form of silent agreements; One of us quietly walking away without explanation or need for closure. Other times, the catalyst was bad behavior on one or both of our parts, and the realization that our values simply did not mesh. Some people stomped off and slammed the door, mostly because they weren’t really along for the ride. And some people don’t know they’ve been let go. Mostly because they were oblivious to their importance in my life and were unable to honor that. I look back now and don’t take any of it personally – we are all on a journey, and sometimes not on the same road. That is O.K.

For allowing me back in my body. Back into the present. In the moment.

I have to admit; I’ve tried to piece certain occasions in my life, memories and people into my memory and it has become abundantly clear to me, that I was operating outside of myself for nearly 6 years. The scary truth is, most of 2005-2011 is unaccounted for. I believe it had a lot to do with being unhappy and in trying to fill myself up, rather than dump myself out and explore the pieces. This year, I was able to spend an abundance of time alone, just sitting in and sifting through my junk. Like a car engine that’s been pulled apart, I’m slowly being rebuilt with parts, old and new, and there seem to be some components that don’t seem to fit where they used to. Unlike a car’s engine, I’ll be able to operate just fine, and maybe even better without those stray pieces. And the gaps they leave will be filled with better, more efficient items. At the end of the day, my head is now clear and I am making decisions based on being in the moment, in my body and in my integrity.

For being a mirror.

I learned that having people in my life that were not good for me was my own doing. I’ve realized that the people in my life are a reflection of how I am feeling about myself. When I’m feeling low, I invite people into my life that feed that feeling. When I am feeling outside of my integrity, I attract those who lack integrity and enjoy being able to continue that behavior through our co-dependance. When I started to care about, love and accept myself, the people around me changed. Now, I am constantly surrounded by incredibly beautiful, kind, honest and loving human beings. When I look in the “mirror”, I like love what I see.

For allowing me room to grow up.

I’m really glad time hasn’t given up on me. It has taken me a (long) time  to grow the hell up, and although I haven’t reached the peak of the mountain, I sure am close to the summit. I’m sure I’ll never be able to stick my pole and flag into the capstone – nor do I want to. I want to continue growing up and within. I appreciate that life has so much to offer and grants us the room we need to develop.

For my true, blue friends.

You are my family – blood and chosen members. You are very few, but very cherished. You show yourselves to me every single fucking day. And I am SO grateful for you.

For my new friends.

Some fantastic people entered my life this year. Not only are they incredibly interesting, they are incredibly interested. Do people realize the importance of actually being curious about who someone else is? To have someone ask my a question and really give a damn about the answer is a gift I’ve received from many new faces this year. Thank you.

And, as always…..

For Music.

Music is, and always will be, the love of my life.

Happy Old Year. Happy New Year.

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