Music Sunday Days

 

Sundays end up being those days in which I attempt to get myself organized for the following week. Making lists, catching up on emails I missed, planning blog posts for the month, spreadsheets, etc. Church falls in to the mix when it can, unfortunately.

 

Today, church did not happen. But I am spending it getting organized for the week and playing with my babies. CBS Sunday Morning has been on tv, the Telegraph unfolded, and a cup of coffee in my hand while my babies play in the background.

 

I also have Spotify on in the background. Sundays generally also mean a certain set of songs: Alabama Shakes, Coldplay, All The Locals, Allman Brothers, Dave Matthews Band, The Avett Brothers and more. These songs help me to tap in to my creative outlets, and I think my kids enjoy them too- watching them make their drawings and paintings, dancing along when they feel the urge.

 

 

 

 

The gift of music was something that my parents shared at an early age, I grew up listening to the music of my parents. I did not hear the songs of my peers until I was a teenager, to be honest. And even by then I might argue that Dave Matthews and the like were not too far removed from what I was raised on. Sundays are the days for this music, for helping me to focus on the tasks ahead for the week- for helping me to find the energy needed to replenish my creative mind.

 

I can hear my son singing along with the songs in the background, and I know the music speaks to him as well. My daughter dances to it, it speaks to her as well.

 

Later, I will make some time for myself- heading to the gym, with yet another playlist on my iPhone- pounding music in to my ears to provide the motivation I need to push harder on the elliptical. I cannot workout without music.

 

 

Music has been a large part of my life, even if I never quite realized it, but when I have learned more about the heritage of music in my own hometown- it just makes sense. This past Wednesday, I attended a jam session at Grant’s Lounge where Big Mike and the Booty Papas and others were playing impromptu sets. There was also storytelling from those who lived it first hand. They are working for make this a monthly event- I would encourage each of you to go to these.

 

 

Another music event set to happen monthly was yesterday, when DH Shawty Slim pulled together EIGHT DJs to play 30 minute sets at Roasted Cafe- pushing the limits of creativity and pulling together all kinds of different styles.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I hope this is an event that the community will continue to support- something I have learned from various DJ friends is that some venues don’t always support them locally (in Macon). I certainly hope the above event will show Macon that we need to do a better job of this.

 

So, Sundays are days generally filled with a lot of music- but honestly, so is every day. I guess I just think about it a little more on the days that I use it to help me relax and motivate all at once.

 

 

Love to all y’all

 

Molly