Love & music

Most popsongs are about love. I once heard the following remark from a producer: there are actually only four themes for a pop song:

  1. I love you
  2. I hate you
  3. I'm leaving you
  4. I'm coming back

Explained like this, love is about two people who complete each other to a greater or lesser degree, and enter into an agreement for a longer or shorter period of time. That can become anything from a one-night stand to a diamond anniversary. Two people come across each other and notice a certain force of attraction. In each other's company they discover that it is almost impossible to think, because they only have attention for the other. This occurrence is so essential to mankind, that it is expressed in all sorts of ways in all forms of art. Thus, also in music. Ninety-nine out of a hundred pieces of music are about love.

If you try to analyze what the characteristics of love are you land in an awkward predicament. Naturally if it were easier to describe there would not be so many songs written about it. Whatever you say or write about it remains insufficient to express love. So, we write One more song, we make another poem. It is not always about earning money as in contemporary pop music. In the past composers were often penniless. Mozart is probably buried in a pauper's graveyard in Vienna (that is not known with certainty).

In love differences disappear, discrimination falls away. One cannot speak anymore about two people who love each other. There is no more space even for one person. Something like that happens in making music. The personality can not stay in place considering that the entire attention is focused someplace else. There is probably no need for a personality, for a doer in love and art; or maybe to say it even better, there is no SPACE for a personality or a doer. If we examine the things that we like, they are also often things in which there is no personality present; watching films, reading books, meditating, making love, making music. There are also chemical ways to change or dissolve the personality, but these have adverse side effects because they are artificial.

What we seek is to dissolve in oneness, and we can make the discovery that we are the oneness ourselves. The difference is namely so great: first you are seeking for oneness, dissolution in love and sexuality, thereafter sexuality is an expression of the oneness that you are. If I think that eternal bliss and absolute love can be found outside of myself I become a beggar. For example, you can see that in people who are hopelessly in search of the one love, in the form of a person; who will see to it that they should be happy for the rest of their lives, or in couples who are always trying to change each other. They don't understand that the other appears in them, is them. It is not someone else, thus there is no need to try to change them. If you discover that your basis is Love itself, then you change from a beggar for love into Love itself. And then, you don't project absolute happiness in the outer, in a partner, a relation, love, money, or whatever.

Then, you can just as well have relationships, boyfriends or girlfriends, you don't go in search of them, but you don't avoid them. It is a crowning, not a settling. You don't become a celibate. It might happen, but it is not at all necessary, why should you? If a relationship appears on my path then I know with crystal clarity that it appears in Me. If I now try to avoid that, I have probably not seen that it is not absolute. I also do not stop playing the piano because I have seen that it is temporary. Everything is simply a reflection, a manifestation of the Love that I am.


Supertramp - The logical song
When I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderful,
a miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical.
And all the birds in the trees, well they'd be singing so happily,
oh, joyfully, oh, playfully, watching me.
But then they sent me away to teach me how to be
sensible, logical, oh, responsible, practical.
And they showed me a world where I could be so
dependable, oh, clinical, oh, intellectual, cynical.

There are times when all the world's asleep,
the questions run too deep
for such a simple man.
Won't you please, please tell me what we've learned?
I know it sounds absurd
please tell me who I am.

I said, now watch what you say or they'll be calling you
a radical, a liberal, oh, fanatical, criminal.
Oh, won't you sign up your name, we'd like to feel you're
acceptable, respectable, oh, presentable. A vegetable!

At night, when all the world's asleep,
the questions run too deep
for such a simple man.
Won't you please, please tell me what we've learned?
I know it sounds absurd
please tell me who I am,
please tell me who I am,
who I am,
who I am,
who I am.


[Jan Koehoorn]