Musician Chilly Gonzales (born Jason Charles Beck) hates bananas. I’m not that fond of bananas myself. It’s that sticky, doughy texture. Our mutual dislike of bananas is a trivial idiosyncrasy, the same as with probably millions of people. However, there are other important things about which I feel the same way as he does, which was a pleasant, but unexpected, discovery. This world-famous, award-winning, masterful composer and pianist, this enthralling performer, made me feel that I was on the same page (pardon the pun) as him, while I was reading his book, ENYA – A Treatise on Unguilty Pleasures. (Not ungodly, unguilty.)
He spoke to me: me, an amateur, fiddling around on Logic Pro, making things that could, if one were kind, be called “songs”. To make that kind of connection with a reader takes superior writing skill. The blurb on the back of the book describes it as “crisp, erudite prose”. It certainly is. But more than that, it made me listen for new things in songs that I thought I knew well.
Here’s what I learned about owning your music creations, self-expression, lyrics, ENYA, Chilly Gonzales, and everyone else’s taste, when I read ENYA – A Treatise on Unguilty Pleasures. (Post shared from http://www.sevencircumstances.com)
