I sing... like I breathe. We breathe to live.
To me, singing is living.
In my everyday life... I walk around with all these thoughts in
my head... I cant explain any of all that in words...
Thats when I begin to sing.
The more I practice life, the better I sing. Somehow
its my personality that becomes my instrument.
The truth is... I guess, I always manage to give the impression
that I am a happy and optimistic person. Thats what people
expect of you, somehow wed all rather be inspired than
be confronted with trouble again and again but the truth
is that I am very much kind of a sad and fragile, and far too sensitive
person.
And this really is exposed when I write songs, because in music
you can only be honest.
Basicly music is about feelings and daring to show them.
This is where I take off the shell around me and I let go of myself....
I begin to express my inner world in sounds, in pictures and atmosheres.
Deep down somewhere behind the words, thats where the intensity
lies.
When I sing I am in a state of devotion and nakedness. At that moment
I am extremely vulnerable.
The best place to be in this world for me is in the
middle of a tight swinging group of musicians. It's such a blessed
moment when the sounds blend and you get carried away. I cant
really explain the sensation. You get into a second state of mind,
it feels like you are no longer part of the grey reality of dailyday
life.
Sharing music with others its just the most beautiful
thing; to reach someone elses life, to communicate, realize
how much, in fact, we belong together. To get the feeling that we
can make this world a better place.
When I sing its like finding a source of energy, it
keeps you going with life, keeps your life in tune and its
like a response to all the unanswered questions.
Ive spent time thinking about the meaning of life.
Apart from reproducing ourselves, I found: well... Doesnt
seem to me like there is any!
So, in our part of the world where all our basic needs are more
or less fullfilled, Ive come to a point where my personal
reasons for being alive... MY meaning of life it is:
to be something for others. And to carry out my dreams.
When I sing... I combine the two.
More than a hundred years ago an old Indian Sufi teacher, Hazrat
Khan , he said it in this way:
Music touches our innermost being and in that way produces
new life, a life that gives exaltation to the whole being,
raising it to that perfection... in which lies the fulfillment...
of mans life.
Pernilla 2002
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