Friday, July 15, 2011

Plato Said It Best...


Cocaine Princess here.

I love music. It's always been a big part of my life ever since I was a little girl listening to tape cassettes on my walk~man. Ah, tape cassettes and the walk-man, remember those?

I listen to music while exercising, it keeps me motivated especially during those last 10 minutes and it's a definite must whenever I'm in a fitting and a photo~shoot. It helps to not only unwind me but it pumps my energy to a whole other level. The photographers I work with have no problem with music playing in the background....all except for one. I secretly call him The Moody Diva. Don't get me wrong, the man is brilliant at his job but off the handle in the personality department.

When I'm at home and getting dolled up to go out, at times I've been known to stop whatever it is I'm doing and start dancing in the middle of my room especially if a song I like begins playing on the radio. It's hard not to when those hypnotic dance beats are telling me to get up and move! And who hasn't sang while driving? I admit I can't carry a tune but it's a lot of fun singing at the top of your lungs.



Over and over again it's been said that music serves as an important tool in life. If you're having a bad day listening to your favorite song or group can lift your spirits or it can bring you serenity if your day's been filled with stress. Who hasn't felt relaxed with a nice bottle of wine as your favorite music plays or laying in bed under the covers and slipping on the head~phones? It's interesting the way music has the ability to let us express things better and how we connect songs with emotions, people, and places we've experienced in the past. How many of us have heard a song that stirs up a memory and for a brief moment we travel back to that exact time and place? Each time I hear any song by Madonna I have an instant flashback to the very first time I saw her in concert. It was a big and special moment for me: I was going to see my idol perform live! I recall how restless I was the night before and how I was literally bursting at the seams with joy on the day of the show as soon as the auditorium's lights went down and the music started. ....To this day I still get butterflies thinking about it. A most cherished and memorable day indeed.

There isn’t a day that goes by when I’m not thinking of my mom but these last couple of weeks she’s been on my mind more than usual. When I hear this song I'm reminded of not just my mom but also her best friend. It was always one of two songs playing on the stereo whenever they were getting ready for a night out on the town. You could say it was their very own national anthem. On one specific night as they were getting dolled up, Valentina and I were sitting nearby painting each others' nails. The song was stuck on replay. The memory is so strong that when I close my eyes I can still feel the texture of my mom's dress and the scent of her perfume as we hugged each other good night. That night will forever be with me because it was her birthday.

The power of music creates various emotional responses in different people. I heard a song the other day and the emotional response that I received after listening to it? Well.....I giggled. I giggled because the lyrics are somewhat cheeky. The song is called "Let's Play" by Kristina Maria.

"There's so much that we can do
Have a play date in my room
And the rest is up to you baby
We can dress up if you like
What's your flavor what's your type...."



{Who said play dates were only for children?}

We all have a list of songs that we hold deep inside of us, you know those sacred songs that move us in a profound way. I love the feeling I receive knowing these songs are in synch to each one of my heartbeats. And also of course there are those few songs we just can't seem to work up the nerve to listen to because they come with painful memories or perhaps we're afraid to deal with the emotional response. 

Music and songs touch our lives in a variety of ways. Unless ice water flows though your veins, nobody can deny that music doesn't stir up some type of emotion within us.

There are so many songs that I can easily associate with life, special events, the things I love and the places I've been. Music holds different memories for me and no doubt it will continue to.

I do believe the Greek philosopher Plato said it best:

"Music is a moral law. It gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, a charm to sadness, gaiety and life to everything. It is the essence of order, and leads to all that is good, just and beautiful."

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SLEEP UPDATE

In an entry I posted here I blogged about my frustration with not being able to sleep. I'm happy to say the situation has improved. Although I'm not getting the full and recommended 7~8 hours, I am getting 4- 4.5 hours a night of solid and uninterrupted sleep. 

Ahem, Mr. Sandman if by some chance you happen to stumble by my blog I would like to take the opportunity to say three itty bitty words from the bottom of my Colombian heart. 

Thank You, truly.

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My loyal and dear readers, it's finally Friday. Time to do the Friday Happy Dance!!

Whatever your plans are have a phenomenal weekend. ~x

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess

7 comments:

Red Shoes said...

I'm glad it's Friday and I just don't have to teach today... YAY!!!

Music is EVERYTHING to me... even now, I'm listening to the opening riff of 'Gimme Shelter'... AUGH!!!

I like the way you mention and think of your Mom... :o)

Happy Friday and Weekend to YOU!

~shoes~

Cocaine Princess said...

Red Shoes at 10:18,
Thank you so much and enjoy your day off!

Anonymous said...

I don't sing in the car-- I prefer to yodel.

Anonymous said...

Jennifer Lopez-- Waiting For Tonight. Dec. 31st, '99

Cocaine Princess said...

Anonymous at 3:40,
Yes, I'm always reminded of the Millennium when I hear that one and it's still a pretty awesome dance track!

BamaTrav said...

I used to listed to Dirty Deeds on my 8track in my 72 Impala, hahaha.

Anonymous said...

Gerry Rafferty-- Baker Street--- good memories.