Last Monday evening I had the pleasure of seeing Irish band the Script in concert. My son had given me the tickets for Christmas and although they are not his thing, he played the dutiful son and kindly accompanied me together with his sister. We were a fairly small audience compared to some of the venues they have performed in and I was slightly worried they may just shrug us off with their big rock star shoulders but I needn’t have worried. In fact they made us feel special (and yes I’m well aware they’d say the same at every gig!) But what did stick with me was Danny’s (lead singer) timely reminder that we are all united by music; whether we are young, old, male, female, from different cultures and ethnic backgrounds; we are all drawn together by some form of music and during a time when there is so much violence, hatred and war across our beautiful planet, it’s comforting to know that we at least have our love of music in common. I wanted to share with you the lyrics of one of their songs aptly titled “Without Those Songs”. Makes you stop and think.
Would Dylan be just a poet?
Would Bono ever know it without those songs?
Would Marley be just a stoner?
Johnny Cash just be a loner without those songs?
Would Buddy Holly have disappeared?
Or would Lennon still be here without those songs?
What happened in their lives?
What happened in their hearts?
To make them want to write the words
Gonna tear this world apart
The beauty of their lives
Is when they’re dead and gone
The world still sings along
When anything went right
When anything went wrong
They put it in a song
Would Elvis be just a look
Or the Rolling Stones be stuck without those songs?
Would Sinatra be just a gangster
Or would Jackson be just a dancer without those songs?
Would Madonna be just a face?
Or Nirvana be just a place without those songs?
What happened in their lives?
What happened in their hearts?
To make them want to write the words
Gonna tear this world apart
The beauty of their lives
Is when they’re dead and gone
The world still sings along
When anything went right
When anything went wrong
They put it in a song
Waking the Wombat 
2 replies on “Without Those Songs”
Music can certainly cross many of the barriers we sometimes erect. Nicely written, I enjoyed the reminders of Cash, Holly and old Blue Eyes. I’m actually humming as I type. Thanks heaps.
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Ha! You’re welcome – I expect you and I are a prime example of having different tastes in music but I’m sure they’d be a crossover somewhere in our collections.
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