Music and Literature: Two Powerful Forces

 

 

I don’t know why, but lately I have been getting the biggest kick out of watching videos about Brian Wilson and his quiet music revolution.

If you don’t know who Brian Wilson is, he was, in a nutshell, THE creative force behind the Beach Boys; and hold onto your hats if you think he only did surfer music.

His Pet Sounds album helped inspire the Beatles Sergeant Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band, and he is considered to have been a musical genius by, um, well everyone who knows and understands music.

Brian Wilson: My strange, groovy inspiration.

Brian Wilson: My strange, groovy inspiration.

What amazes me most about Brian, from the point of view of a writer like myself (aside from the sadness I feel that he essentially burned out by the time he was 25, due to terrifying mental illness among other things, though in recent years he has made a comeback in his 60s and 70s) is that he really knew his stuff.

I admit I envy him in a way: his music moved people, and I want my stories to move people as well. Brian inspires me to know my craft more, to learn about it and to study it – and yes, to experiment, too.

Of course, on a spiritual level, I am also trying to understand why I should NOT envy anyone, but appreciate the fact that God gives different gifts to different people, and the best I can do is to appreciate what God has given me.

I am not a musical genius, nor will I ever be, but I hope to be a great writer someday, and that gives me something to look forward to.

In the meantime, God bless you Brian Wilson and I am going to continue to enjoy your grooving music. Oh, yes, I dig watching you in the studio, my vanilla brother! Rock on! Love, Yamina

 

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