I Don’t Know if I Love or Hate Barbershop
Maybe I liked it better when the songs were just melodies, when the words made nice rhymes and sound. Along the way, I understand them more. They’re written about me, for me. Some are too emotional to sing if I allow myself to think about them.
"What'll I Do?" I get it. The memory, the thought of it ever happening again, hurts. "How Deep is the Ocean?" Why it hurts so badly.
Love sure isn’t free. It just seems that way to me. The emotional investment sneaks into me. The needle that laces into my heart is so sharp I never seem to notice.
"Don't Blame Me". I never hold back. Why should I, and miss out on the wonders that inspire such lyrics? It’s amazing to be so inspired myself. Why should I be singing of such wonder and not live it myself?
Because it can hurt, that’s why.
I always liked this song. I loved singing it. Now, I don’t like understanding it.Played: 66 | Download | Duration: 00:00:49
Okay, I do love barbershop. Always will.
This is so true! Is this the price a musician must pay, for the privilege of bringing part of their soul to the surface, where it is most vulnerable to the universal truths of life? I think much great music comes from the inspired expression of real moments, already lived and felt in the heart and mind of the composer.
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