…a little bit about an event Britta B. performed on June 30th, 2012 at Ngoma Lounge in Toronto, Canada.
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Britta B. performing “The Girl I Wanted To Be” for the 1st time at Trane Studio,
downtown Toronto on Sunday, October 16th, 2011
Today I had the leisure of going on a nice autumn adventure to my neighbourhood’s Value Village. For those of you who don’t know, Value Village (or the double Vee) is a very popular second-hand thrift shop here in Canada. I managed to pick up a few new vinyls to add to my collection of one, all from Canadian artists/bands that I never heard of before.
At first, I was hoping to find a few artists that I actually enjoyed listening to, but then I decided to indulge based solely off the ones I thought had the most interesting album artwork. I came across a group called “General Public” and liked the way they had all of these interpretations of what a “hand to mouth” (their album title) looks like.
When I came home, I searched for their music on YouTube and found a video for “Too much or nothing”. The video was ridculously too long (intended perhaps?) but I still like the theme of this song.
What do you think? Does everything really come down to being either ‘too much or nothing’ or is there an in between?
More than anything, music has been an integral part of my life. In all seriousness, I do not know how I would survive without it. Rumour has it, I came out of my mother’s womb with the likes of Bill Withers’ “Lean on me” playing on the radio at her bedside. From the moment I arrived, music has provided me with a sense of security and comfort.
I don’t know much about music theory but I can at least tell you a story/memory associated to any song I’ve ever listened to. Like how my first favourite song was influenced by an early morning spent with my first best friend, Miranda. We were three/four years old when we woke up from a slumber party to play with our toys. Miranda caught sight of a radio and started turning the tuner to any station that would work and the first song we could hear most audibly was Boys II Men’s “Motown Philly”. We bobbed our little shoulders, swung our hands in the air and I promised myself that that song would always be ‘our song’. Time passed, Miranda and I moved to opposite ends of the continent. I can recall sitting at my class’s free-time tape-player table in 2nd grade, with large, rubbery headphones strapped around my head, face between my palms listening to a radio-recorded version of “Motown Philly” that my babysitter had taped for me the weekend before school started. I remember feeling consoled and strong enough to sob in front my whole class as I bobbed my little shoulders to the one song that would always remind me of my girl, Miranda.
Through break-ups and make-ups, pre-game warm ups, nights out on the town, accomplishments and defeats –there is a song for every moment that I am thankful for. In fact, it is rare for me to have a moment to myself devoid of music. Whether it’s blaring in the background loud enough to drown out the neighbour’s thoughts or it’s just a really catchy song that replays like a broken record in the swallows of my mind; music invades my privacy like an insecure girlfriend.
For the rest of the year, I will be posting different songs attached to different memories, all in hopes of compiling the soundtrack to my life. I encourage you to send me the songs that mean something to you with your stories behind them too!
This one’s for you, Miranda. Wherever you are, with those hands swinging in the air.
I never do this…
But I just noticed that I average about 200 views a day
on here, so why not give y’all a lil more of me?
This guy has had me getting no sleep at all this long weekend *wink*
He’s from Toronto and constantly has me thinking about him,
his voice, and what kind of penny candies he likes.
I suggest if you like this song, a fav among many for me,
then check out www.the-weeknd.com to download the mixtape for FREE.