Showing posts with label music moves people. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music moves people. Show all posts

Friday, 22 March 2013

The Beat of the Street


You’re having an absolute ‘shitter’ of a day, everything that could possibly have gone wrong has and even the things that couldn’t go wrong, have too! You try your best to sprinkle any sense of logic left onto your ‘screw the world’ campaign and just as you are about to delete all your Facebook friends you hear a song. A song that changes everything.  A song that takes you back to a time when playing outside did not mean going to Splashy Fen and poppers were crackers. A song that not only pulls at your heart strings, but actually yanks them right out. A song that is directly connected to the muscles that make you smile, because for some reason you cannot remember and will never remember this song means something to you. Why is it as humans, we feel such a strong bond to music? Well, if you think about it, music is the first part of the world we are exposed to before WE are even exposed to it! From the security of our mother’s womb we listen to her heartbeat and synchronize our own to that of the repetitive rhythm created.

So keeping all this in mind, don’t you think your selection of music is just as important as the bite sized emotions attached to them? If you agree, then you need to spoil yourself to some Kwaicore. What exactly is Kwaicore? Online in the blogosphere you will find it being described as a break through genre. A mixing pot of both Kwaito and Hardcore Punk, that leaves the audience frothing for more…but Kwaicore is so much more than just music. Kwaicore is journey that one can only travel barefoot. It is a sense of identity. It is freedom! Okay, so maybe I'm getting a bit carried away...let me rather describe the feeling that you get when allowing your speakers to vibrate to his mix. It's the same feeling you get when you find money in your jean pockets, you know that feeling that trumps world peace? Kwaicore is loud! It pulls you into its sound and keeps you there just long enough to allow your troubles to fall to the ground like petals doing a suicide plunge off a dying plant. It leaves you finding beats in footsteps, rhyme in the rain and sound in traffic. Think of Kwaicore as the urban heartbeat of Africa!