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Wolves sing better than Musicians…
Inside beehive
Wolves sing better than Musicians…
Did you know that anything that is too stupid to be spoken is sung? If you still doubt then try meditating on a few songs you have heard. But without music, life would be a journey through a desert.
There is always music amongst the creaking trees in the garden only that our hearts must be very quiet to hear it. People say music inspires and nourishes the human soul.
If this is not suggested with finality then am glad that songs such as Mic ya Zigidi , Teacher embo…embo…embooko, Shake your asses, I can't stand the size of your needle, and the likes have also got a room reserved.
The world is filled with unsuccessful musical careers but we don't need a lot of bad musicians filling the air with unnecessary sounds. I get dismayed seeing every Tom Dick and Hurry running to catch their fortune in the industry.
In my opinion I think the problem arises from having the door to music career wide open. Having a God-given sonorous voice is no longer a prerequisite because a croaking voice like that of a frog is now considered a marvelous ingredient and a fashion. One man composes his music, he sings and directs himself.
It is said that music is every body's possession and it's only the publishers who think that people own it. Could this be the reason why musicians steal other people's songs? In fact a good composer does not imitate; he steals.
May be in the music school composers are advised never to think too much as this may interfere with their plagiarism.
One of the popular maladies amongst local Ugandan musicians is stealing fellow musicians' songs. If this is not a sign of innumerable mediocre artists flooding the industry, it is something worse than that.
The sniffing and yelling wolves during the mating season blend voices and produce better songs than some of our musicians. They are soon signing copyright laws before people copy their musical style.
Precisely speaking what is lacking in the industry are the talents and inspirations. I understand the inventor of the bagpipes was inspired when he saw a man carrying an indignant asthmatic pig under his arm.
Unfortunately the manmade sound never equaled the purity of the sound achieved by the pig. Now a composer is a guy who goes around forcing his will on unsuspecting air molecules, often with the assistance of unsuspecting musicians.
Inventing the sublime art of ruining poetry makes musicians not only the most modest of animals, but also the proudest. I have lately been told that it is easy to play any music instrument; all you have to do is touch the right key at the right time and the instrument will play itself.
The local music concerts I have at least attended have been a piss off. One common habit amongst our local musicians is showing up late for a performance. The entire show is dominated by curtain raisers and MCs who suffer from verbal diarrhea.
The artists appear in extra-time when the audience are worn out and tired; worse still they don't stay for more than 30 minutes since they must catch up with the next performance somewhere else. Others are ill-prepared and hope to compose songs while on the stage with the help of the audience.
For heavens sake, we pay entrance fee to a concert to sit back and enjoy performances not to stand up, clap and sing choruses. Musicians love commanding the audience to claps their hands and repeat choruses after them.
"Say Ooooh….Ooooh , Say Oh Oh.. Oh Oh" Hopeless; have I come to a music show to learn how to sing? If you want to know how a horse sings listen to one musician singing at a concert.
You will get it all. A man confessed having been a poor musician until be was involved in a car accident and had a brain operation. Whenever he gets a mental disorder he is rushed into a recording studio and his incantations are regarded wonderful music by the listeners.
One reason why Rock 'n' roll will never die is that there will always be some arrogant little brat who wants to make some music with the guitar.
Next time you run downstairs to stop the cat from running over the keys on the piano in the middle of the night you will find Uncle Paul playing the instrument instead. Uncle Paul must get up from piano because he is hurting its feelings.
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There is always music amongst the creaking trees in the garden only that our hearts must be very quiet to hear it. People say music inspires and nourishes the human soul.
If this is not suggested with finality then am glad that songs such as Mic ya Zigidi , Teacher embo…embo…embooko, Shake your asses, I can't stand the size of your needle, and the likes have also got a room reserved.
The world is filled with unsuccessful musical careers but we don't need a lot of bad musicians filling the air with unnecessary sounds. I get dismayed seeing every Tom Dick and Hurry running to catch their fortune in the industry.
In my opinion I think the problem arises from having the door to music career wide open. Having a God-given sonorous voice is no longer a prerequisite because a croaking voice like that of a frog is now considered a marvelous ingredient and a fashion. One man composes his music, he sings and directs himself.
It is said that music is every body's possession and it's only the publishers who think that people own it. Could this be the reason why musicians steal other people's songs? In fact a good composer does not imitate; he steals.
May be in the music school composers are advised never to think too much as this may interfere with their plagiarism.
One of the popular maladies amongst local Ugandan musicians is stealing fellow musicians' songs. If this is not a sign of innumerable mediocre artists flooding the industry, it is something worse than that.
The sniffing and yelling wolves during the mating season blend voices and produce better songs than some of our musicians. They are soon signing copyright laws before people copy their musical style.
Precisely speaking what is lacking in the industry are the talents and inspirations. I understand the inventor of the bagpipes was inspired when he saw a man carrying an indignant asthmatic pig under his arm.
Unfortunately the manmade sound never equaled the purity of the sound achieved by the pig. Now a composer is a guy who goes around forcing his will on unsuspecting air molecules, often with the assistance of unsuspecting musicians.
Inventing the sublime art of ruining poetry makes musicians not only the most modest of animals, but also the proudest. I have lately been told that it is easy to play any music instrument; all you have to do is touch the right key at the right time and the instrument will play itself.
The local music concerts I have at least attended have been a piss off. One common habit amongst our local musicians is showing up late for a performance. The entire show is dominated by curtain raisers and MCs who suffer from verbal diarrhea.
The artists appear in extra-time when the audience are worn out and tired; worse still they don't stay for more than 30 minutes since they must catch up with the next performance somewhere else. Others are ill-prepared and hope to compose songs while on the stage with the help of the audience.
For heavens sake, we pay entrance fee to a concert to sit back and enjoy performances not to stand up, clap and sing choruses. Musicians love commanding the audience to claps their hands and repeat choruses after them.
"Say Ooooh….Ooooh , Say Oh Oh.. Oh Oh" Hopeless; have I come to a music show to learn how to sing? If you want to know how a horse sings listen to one musician singing at a concert.
You will get it all. A man confessed having been a poor musician until be was involved in a car accident and had a brain operation. Whenever he gets a mental disorder he is rushed into a recording studio and his incantations are regarded wonderful music by the listeners.
One reason why Rock 'n' roll will never die is that there will always be some arrogant little brat who wants to make some music with the guitar.
Next time you run downstairs to stop the cat from running over the keys on the piano in the middle of the night you will find Uncle Paul playing the instrument instead. Uncle Paul must get up from piano because he is hurting its feelings.
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