Pretty Girl Rock. Keri Hilson

everyone has their favorite song. that go-to song that lifts them up. makes them wanna party. makes them wanna cry. or dance. or drive. or sing. or whatever. and you know that song so well that you can hum every strum.

sing every line.
beat box every background noise.
its just your song. you can count on that recording more than your own car starting each morning.

but have you heard that song live?

your idol is on that stage in your city in front of thousands.
they pull out their special guitar and pick that first note. the crowd screams because they know its that song.
and you know its that song too.

its different.

they sing it different.

the notes are all wrong. the strums are not strums; theyre picked. they add a note change instead of belting it the way you memorized it. the background noises youve beatboxed to for the past four months have vanished.
they change a word. that word was your favorite part of the melody.

those realizations change you.

recordings are not live performances
texts are not the same spoken
home videos are not the memories
peoples words are not their actions
bricks are not wood

 

but wood can be used to build a house too right?

yeah maybe theyre not what you planned on using to build. but maybe thats all you have. as humans we adapt to survive. we're supposed to try and figure out how to live with change.

but maybe id rather die than not hear that word in the melody.

because hearing your name is all i want to hear. i hope its all you want to hear too.