I’m a free bird! It’s time to say bye bye to exams, biochemistry and dull textbooks. Hello holidays! 🙂
The first thought that I ran into my head the second I stepped out of the lab was to call a friend with whom I could jam. It’s nice to have friends who are musically inclined. I thought of my guitar and all those tunes I improvised while staring at random words in my book. I have two months of freedom stretching ahead of me. I can probably implement all my plans and ideas.
Jam. It has its types.It’s unpleasant when it’s on the road, Traffic’s best friend. It could even befriend a shutting door and hurt your fingers, if they accidentally come in its way.
It’s delicious on a golden toast with buttery edges. It’s wonderfully sweet, with an essence of strawberries or pineapples or mangoes or a combination of all.
It plays the best role in music. It gives all musicians a high. It gets you drunk on riffs and lyrics, produced on the spur. A moment that is musically charged can make you head-bang or make your fingers go crazy on the fretboard or give your vocal cords a kick. There is no audience to please or a stage that can make you nervous. It’s about making music that delights you, without giving a damn and sometimes it’s better than a high that a stage performance or a gig renders.
I’m sure you must have figured which one’s my favorite.
Take your pick!