Music Matters

I'm a musician. Music fills my free time (what is free time, anyway?), it's how I earn a living, it's what I work toward, it's what I think about, it's what I talk about. Music puzzles me, calms me, gets me excited, and makes me cry. I have no choice but to accept the fact that my life has slowly transformed into the life of a musician. Whether I like it or not, it happened.

If you're anything like me, you've questioned the importance and value of what you do. I look at my boyfriend, and find myself wishing that I had gone into a more noble field, like Theology. I think of my EMT/fire-fighter cousins, and aspire to help people the way they do. Jimmy Fallon gets to make people laugh for a living...what better way to help society (I mean REALLY)?

Thankfully, my theologically savvy boyfriend believes in what I do, and my family is about as supportive as they come. But do I really believe in what I do? Does music matter? These questions come up a lot in my over-active brain.

I read a great article today. It inspired me to actually believe what I have been telling myself for the past 2 years: music does matter. 

Every field of education and employment matters. If we were all theologians, who would publish the books we need to read, study, and discuss? If we were all as hilarious as Jimmy Fallon, wouldn't everyone just end up with a never-ending case of stomach cramps? Everyone plays a part, just like in music; the real harmonic beauty happens when we play our part well, listen to each other, and give our all. 

Thanks for reading,

Blakeley