Music is Sarua

Sarva is everything but the recording company is Sarua. I haven't gotten used to this idea yet but give me time and I am sure to find myself using this new spelling as I should. Music, is powered by the lungs when you're a singer or when you're a musician playing wind instruments whether they be brass or woodwinds. Having good lungs and the power to blow air is requisite for making good music and how one controls this column of air from the lungs is often the hallmark of a good musician. We marvel at the seemingly effortless way that tones are produced and projected through space as the singer sings or trumpeter blares his pain or anguish in a song.

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Nothing can touch the soul the way that music does and it resonates far deeply than we can imagine. Sometimes words are not needed as the tones seek out the spaces where it resonates within us. What happens and how it is being done is not quite clear. Maybe it is a universal memory being plucked and presented in real time. Maybe it is the way the tones resonate in our bones that does the magic.

Our favorites are: Ching's World, Green Tea, Dumaguete, Cebu City, Cagayan de Oro City, Papoy, Moira Trinity Cagayan de Oro, Dumaguete, Cebu are all in the Philippines in the world of Ching.

A different kind of music is playing

I had wanted to keep a diary of the songs that resonated with my experiences if not actually but at at least in my mind as I made my way through the tangle of thoughts that make up my life as I perceived it. Very often, I find that songs defined or described better that which I could not verbalize in my own words. Very often songs evoked feelings and emotions which would turn tepid and tasteless if innundated with words that tried to capture its flavor. Songs play a part in my life in ways that I cannot adequately describe.

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There is no experience in my life that would make sense of the melancholy that I feel when I hear the song that says, "where will the words come from when I tell you I don't love you anymore". I have never been in that situation in my life before either at the giving or receiving end. But a certain kind of sadness creeps up on me and chokes the life and liveliness in me when I remember that song and hum it to myself. Strange indeed.

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I guess we all resonate to different tones depending on our emotional makeup. I happen to be melancholic and I suppose I respond to melancholia wherever I find it. Melancholy leads to depression and being inert and lifeless. What a pile of garbage have I heaped upon myself.

Our favorites are: Ching's World, Green Tea, Dumaguete, Cebu City, Cagayan de Oro City, Papoy, Moira Trinity Cagayan de Oro, Dumaguete, Cebu are all in the Philippines in the world of Ching.

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