When Music Meant Something

Jaipi Sixbear
That was when music meant something.
They picked up guitars with eager hands.
They played to the rhythm in their hearts

They drummed to the beat of their minds.
They sang praise for what they believed in,
who they were, and what they stood for.

It was good and it was right.
It came from the depths of their beings.
It resounded in the hollows of our souls.

When the music still meant something,
the paycheck was just a bonus.
They weren't looking for rewards.

It was a chance to be heard,
a way to make a difference.
They had something to say.

The air was filled with their raucous declarations
The struggles, the pain and the triumphs
of young musicians with a conscience.

That's what he meant about that day.
It ended the music that meant something.
But once it was good and it was right.

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  • Michael Thompson12/18/2009

    But Jaipi, you obviously are too young to have been at Woodstock. .... In a way, I'm going to take a little minor issue with you here. True, true, in the '60s and '70s there were lyrics with social conscience. But still, to me, few of the lyrics were especially creative. So, I've always generally (with exceptions) liked my music without lyrics. Jazz. Now I'm not a jazzhead; Charlie Parker and Monk (usually) are too deep, on the other hand, Kenny G and company are too shallow. Somewhere in the middle. But by and large, when I want a message, I read. When it's time to chill, music. Am I sounding stupid? This is just the response that you triggered. ~~~ mike ~~~

  • Wendy Dawn12/18/2009

    Very powerful. I agree that the meaning and interpretation of music has narrowed leaving many songs of the heart outside the "mainstream" of music. Oh, but to the soul, they are music nonetheles. Great job.

  • Will Stape12/17/2009

    Great work here. I just saw an ad for the new movie chornicling the life of rocker Joan Jett. I got to thinking about how much of pop music today is so cookie cutter and factory standardized. Joan Jett is really one of the last great rockers who defy the 'mold.'

  • Jennifer Waite12/17/2009

    Wonderful!!! I loved it.

  • Lyn Lomasi12/16/2009

    This is excellent mom! Thanks for sharing! :-)

  • Ali Canary12/16/2009

    This is great work, JP! And, O Evil Irony, your paean to the noncommercial was literally COVERED UP by a pop-up ad I had to click past!!!

  • Jan Corn12/16/2009

    I yearn for that music again, too!

  • Angela La Fon12/16/2009

    Insightful ode to music!

  • Nancy Tracy12/15/2009

    I am old enough to remember those halcyon days. The times they are a-changin' when Bob Dylan allows his songs to flack for products on TV.

  • Maria Roth12/15/2009

    Nice poem. Did you have a particular musician in mind when you wrote this?

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