Since I have to study for finals (kind of), I asked Coffee to write a Music Monday yay! He will be the second guest writer after Rosa Parks and the music video for the song he chose actually made her cry. So enjoy the song!
Hello! So, I’m a friend of Panda Bear and someone who brings her alongside as an accomplice for a bucket list of adventures! I always thought what Panda Bear did here was pretty nifty and today she gave me the honor of writing in her Music Monday Storytime! Fun fun. Anywho’s, after an aforethought, or maybe an afterthought, of thinking of what song to pick, I ended up coming back to my roots and spewing out a Korean song. I probably, possibly picked it up because of my graduation this Wednesday and Father’s day later this week.
When I was around 6 or so, my dad brought home a bundle of music video DVD’s. After finding one with this song, I instantly loved it after a series of repeats. I’m not sure how much of an impact it had on me as a 6 year old but it definitely broke me down. As immigrants here from Korea, my mom and dad had to work 12 hour shifts per day, leaving me home alone and to quickly learn how to take care of myself and my sister. Still, the moments from where my dad came home and brought us Chinese noodles with a bright smile like he struck gold to where my mom sang me to sleep made my childhood. This song made me realize how our hearts can become scratched and dented and repaired over time, but with one glance, our parents will be able to tell your own from others. All in all, be grateful for your parents! See you next time, depending on the country of Panda Bear! Safe Travels, Don’t Die!
In English, it is a commonality that point of view is always discussed. How does the point of view reflect what the author was trying to get across? How may the point of view show a bias? How may the point of view of the character lead to a certain action? I’ve reached a point in life where I started to look at everything differently. I don’t know if it’s an increased sense of sympathy towards people but I find it odd how I begin to side with the antagonists. Well, not all but there are times where we are made to believe in things and forget everything else. We forget that antagonists are also people (well, depends on the plot) but they have motives. I believe that there is a reason for everything and that people don’t naturally intend to be horrible. In their own minds, their actions are justified. I’m not saying that what they’re doing is morally correct or even humane, but not everyone is just pure evil. Here’s a not so serious example of what I mean.
One of the questions we always hate to see in school is “Explain your answer.” or “Why?” And what is the reason why we hate this? It’s because we don’t like to think about what we believe. We believe what are told and we keep it that way. I know I hate it when we’re reading a novel in English and one of the questions is “Why do you think the author decided to use the number 32 in this instance?” All I’m thinking is, “I don’t know. Why should I care? It’s just a number!” But after research, you find a whole new meaning.
This is a post that’s going to be hypocritical of me and also a wake up call. Why do you believe what you believe in? When I’ve been so involved with my belief in God, I’ve noticed that the people around just don’t seem to care about religion. As time goes on, more and more people are finding no need to have a religion or belief. They live in the here and now. More often than not, I meet Christian, Catholics, or Buddhists that are really just believing in a religion because of their parents. It’s what they’ve been told all their lives.
One genre that I always enjoy listening to is the smooth jazz because it’s just so relaxing. How can you possibly feel angst when listening to that? For this Music Monday it’s “Groovin” by Jeff Bernat. Rosa Parks showed me my first song by Jeff Bernat, I believe it was “If You Wonder” and after that I grew fond of his music. It’s always nice to listen to this just laying in a hammock under a tree somewhere near the beach.