Music was one of the first things my parents educated me in: Led Zep, The Stones, the Beatles. My first gigs to (don’t judge me!) Rick Astley, Simply Red and Curiosity Killed the Cat were pivotal moments in my teenage years. Singing in musicals at school and performing at weddings and funerals with my music teacher in my teens showed me how music can express all emotion.
The first dance at my wedding, the walk up the steps to our wedding ceremony, all music that represents our love for each other.
I had prepared a soundtrack for the birth of my first baby. (Didn’t with the second, as I hadn’t heard a word of it. You live and you learn. LOL) The songs I sing to my kids at bedtime soothes them and gives us time to just be together. One of my favourite things is dancing like a mad thing with my friends and family at gigs, at parties, wherever. Best release in the world. In my opinion, music is a part of living a full and rich life.
I admit I have an eclectic taste. I love everything from Meatloaf to Muse, The Stones to ShowaddyWaddy . Who cares! Music snobs can go and run. If it makes me laugh, cry, smile, get angry (Rage against the machine. Come on!!) or unwind it’s great. It’s the purest expression of life and I love it.
I love to sing. I’m not great but there is a feeling that sweeps through your body when you connect with the melody of a song or its words. I sing around the house, in the car, with my kids and once a week I escape to a session at the Talent Factory where a wonderful teacher nurtures my passion and fragile pride with love and encouragement, I can’t get enough.
So, why am I going on about all this music malarkey? Well, from a motivational point of view it is pure gold. Feeling a bit down, not really ‘in the mood’, get the right piece of music on and you can turn that on its head and be dancing round in seconds. Simple as.
Picture it, 6.45am in my dressing gown, making a brew, head slumped, shoulders rounded, head groggy. (I’m not a morning girl, but that’s another blog.)
I put the radio on and my daughter nearly spits her shreddies across the room! Nutbush City Limits comes on and I am channelling the great Tina Turner herself. Gone was the drowsiness, up comes the head and the Tina side shuffle plus head flick transports me across the kitchen. I was buzzing. Those few bars of music lifted my mood completely. The rest of the morning was a breeze because I was in a great state of mind.
So, I challenge you. Make a play list that truly inspires you to get up and do something different. Get all the songs you love and that make you want to rock it out (classical, jazz, pop, whatever) and play it when you can feel your energy flagging. I promise you’ll be able to attack any project, action, situation with energy and passion. Dance in your pants, I dare you.
Here’s a short list from me. “I’ll be back.”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q-GLuydiMe4 – overplayed but makes me smile.
What’s your motivational soundtrack? Leave a comment below and let me know