Music and Me

Some times I ask myself why I love music the way i do. It can't be normal the way love music, -i could literary spend a day playing music.

Music surely is one of those spices of life I would gladly carry with to a 'desert island', as they say.

I wonder which one of my parents am following on this, because I'm certainly not alone.

I cannot correctly asses my mother's likes for music because I've never got a chance to interact with her to discover such things. But grandma (Kaaka) once mentioned that the Bene'Ishemurari, the Banyankore clan that my mother comes from, had nice voices and were the custodians of music and other plays in the glorious days of Ankore Kings. Okay, I guess am far fetching it here.

My grand father owned a gramophone, a big thing then

But my dad, I know one or two things about his taste for music. He was a great listener to local 'kadongo kamu' music when were growing up.
He owned a few hundred music tapes that he used to play on his radio cassette. On one of his good days he would come home with a new box full of new battery cells. I remeber he used to listen to Luganda cassetes by Ssebaduka, Ssebata, Kafeero, Basudde, Sekakka Suuna and many others. The songs used to tell satirical stories.
This part of my dad seems to have come to pass. Coming from school for me always entailed discovering the house afresh and looking for any new developments; I no-longer see the boxes full of cassetes anywhere our homes, not even in the village house. I was told that visitors took them one by one and my dad doesnt own a single one anymore. He hardly listens to music in recent years. I can only assume he lost interest in it because getting replacements wouldnt be much of his problem. Ahh, I guess things really come to pass.
I have also learnt that my grand father James Kanyorozi owned a gramophone on which he used to play music, and this was in a remote village so he was a first in the whole county. Uncles and aunties tell us that this was one of the things that illuminated his hi-side of life. So I may offer no apologies after all.

My interest in music seems to be growing, not passing. I'm into country, western type, hip hop RnB and Gospel RnB. I like Brandy songs a lot. As I write this, there are two pieces of high bass earphones blazing music in my ears, and guess who is on? Keisha Cole is doing 'Sent from Heaven'.

I so like music that a crazy idea lingers somewhere in my grey area, that I should get a 500 GB portable Hard Drive and gather all my favourite music onto it, atleast for the next five years. I dont want to miss a thing. As soon as a hot song is out, i want it in my collection, stored somewhere.

What is intriguing though, for all the love for music, is that I dont know how to dance. Most people who love music also love to dance. But I don't! Instead I just want to sit and take it in from a comfortable chair or bed. But thats not to say that when a favourite song pops on, I don't raise arms and do some weired moves on the floor when no one is watching...true story.
I guess have to go ask my mother sometime, if she is the one who likes RnB; I have to be absolutely certain...