humanity
Humanity topics include pieces on the real lives of music professionals, amateurs, inspiring students, celebrities, lifestyle influencers, and general feel good human stories in the music sphere.
Mr. 3000, is Your Heart still...Ice Cold?
"....... & the Love Below". DAMN! Honestly, I painstakingly resent the lack of wave not had especially by black men who didn't take to The Love Below. Says so much for such a little bubble pock universe of this multiverse I dwell in.
By Wolf Runner6 years ago in Beat
Mind Compression
Mind Compression.(Manifestation of a High school drama project.) One of my dreams as a kid was to be a rockstar. This would prove to be difficult considering I was not a musician. I got my chance to prove I was an industry expert one day when I was hauled into my grade 11 Drama class by Miss Maria Kortes.She taught me Drama, FineArts several religion classes and more than a few life lessons at St. Francis Xavier. I had been skipping school to go smoke weed with my friends behind the church. Kortes had a way of finding us (she could probably smell the weed lol)and making sure we attended her classes. I was not prepared to be some type of industry expert and give a monologue on some industry or profession that I was”. The expert” in. I was cornered and ready to be a rebellious punk to get out of the assignment. She asked me what I needed and who I was? Then it occured to me I could grab my Ghetto blaster out of my locker and play a few different parts of a few different Metal songs and just sort of fake my way through it( in theatre faking it is called Improv) I would play a song by WASP then talk a little bit about it in comparison to a song from “Kill Em All by Metallica
By Metal John Kyle.6 years ago in Beat
Equilateral Inversion
Equilateral Inversion arbors connective mountains. The mountains were the softest blue and pink against the sky. The wind scratched against her face as she climbed the mountain. She stopped along the trail and checked her back pack for supplies. Ludee got some fresh pane and cheese from her backpack and sat on a mountain rock nearby. Nooby called on her cell phone.
By Sally Hollis6 years ago in Beat
Music Is Life
Music is my entire life, without it I would die. From the moment I wake up to the moment I go to bed I have music playing. There are so many songs that describe my every feeling. I grew up with my dad playing classic rock, and Alanis Morissette's "Hand in My Pocket" and "Ironic" were my favorite songs as a little girl.
By LeAnn Murch6 years ago in Beat
It Started on a Country Road and Ended with a Lifetime full Rocky Mountain Highs
I fell in love with John Denver the first time I heard "Country Roads" on the radio. The imagery struck me direct in the heart, and I wanted to be where he was, to see what he saw, feel what he felt and know that global perspective and respect for the environment. When I first saw that big smile, and heard his boyish laugh under those granny glasses, I couldn't help but feel the joy and laugh along. When he sang, I couldn't help but sing along. Heard only once, the words were there to stay forever. The imagery he painted was so inviting to this urban girl. I'd lay in bed at night, my transister radio plugged into my ear, under the blankets, imagining what he sang, that I was there, in the mountains, in the hills, laying in the meadows, sunshine and warmth all around me. It was a stark difference to my reality.
By Arlene Pitts6 years ago in Beat
Setting the Scene
So, along with many my age, I am entering the daunting world of adulthood mid-pandemic. Given that I studied music, I was never going to pop out of uni with much certainty regarding my next move. I was prepared for the clueless roam, hoping to bump into the arrow signposted 'success this way'. So really the only difference is, that signpost got knocked down, swept away and covered in mud, but I'll find it. And in the meantime I must search with direction and purpose, whilst appreciating all the scenery on the way. On a good day, not a problem, on a bad day, I just want to shut my eyes, lie in the grass and hope the world spins me round to the place I need to be. But that isn't going to happen! So here I am, embarking on a new mission, and this is what I have to say about it! Think of this as a well put together introduction to a shambolic diary of an aspiring creative carrying the many metaphorical eggs of life. A few may (more than likely) fall, but if you don't laugh, you'll cry.
By Molly Green6 years ago in Beat
Tuned In
The city is always so lively with the unmistakable sounds it brings. Smack talk for the regular Joe as he sips his coffee, early this morn. Birds chirping along my way as the melody flows through my system as resonating song of Bob Marley plays a tune in my memories’ bank. “This is my message to you...” your suddenly waved down for some change. The change that can possible make a change. Positivity rising as you descend to the station where everything seems to come together.
By Jordan Usher 6 years ago in Beat
My shitty darkwave band shoots a film clip
We shoot behind the bigger shoot of a hardcore punk band in an abandoned flour factory somewhere in the western suburbs of Melbourne. The year is 2016. Their video would go on to receive 15,000 views on YouTube: 477 likes, 3 dislikes, and 4 full pages of comments. Ours would get 125: 5 likes, 2 dislikes, and a friend-of-a-friend to compliment the dancer. They have a camera crew and a proper backline. I have a camcorder and a mobile phone. We have to stop recording the second they begin to play. But it's too late to find another site to shoot, and anyway this one is perfect for my vision. So we have to make it work.
By Maddison Stoff6 years ago in Beat
