Music is certainly still the key to my heart. My interest in music and culture was really
sparked by my late band director Laura McBride who gave me private music theory
lessons. She told me that all over the world, travelers realized that there
were common motifs in music, common pitches that were used and rhythms; however, none of the civilizations that were encountered had any contact with
one another. So, I was absolutely amazed to hear Gregorian music and West African
music sound so similar! She even told me that the universe is made of music
since all of the stars and planets vibrate – however, I’ll save my interest for
astronomy, music, and culture for another post.
This post is about how my two loves, music and culture, have found a
common ground in Uganda.
As many may know, I
didn’t start out on this human rights career path, I actually was heavily
involved in music and aspired to be a music teacher. People have many passions
in life, but just because I am not pursuing a career in music doesn’t mean that
I’ve abandoned it. I’ve just felt more of a calling towards being an advocate
for human rights than being a music teacher.
But my reason for enjoying music is still the same reason as in why I
have such a strong interest in human rights - the culture. Culture can be reflected in the music, and
human rights are shaped by the culture as well – whether for the better or the
worse.
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Since the purpose of me being here is to observe the
culture, I can’t ignore the one thing that has such a cultural influence! No
matter where I go in the world, I always want to hear the traditional music and
modern music, and ask questions about the story behind the song. For the most
part, there is a story about love and hope, but in some cases, the music is
just meant to be felt rather than tell a story. The gentleman playing the
instruments in the picture (I will hopefully upload the video soon) actually said that the story to this song was about a man who
travelled the world looking for the woman of his dreams. He went everywhere,
and when he returned home to his village, he realized that she was right there
all along. I suppose the moral to that story was you don’t need to travel all
over the world to find something that completes you, it’s most likely right in
front of you.
One of my goals since I was younger was to collect
instruments from all over the world that represent the culture. I started my
collection with some wooden flutes from Native Americans in Nevada, then a
didgeridoo from Australia that my dad brought back, now I’m excited to pick up
a few instruments from Uganda and East Africa. But one thing that I am for
certain about when it comes to culture, one must encompass all aspects of how
the culture is represented, whether it’s the food, they style of dance, the
clothes, and even the music, when observing culture, you have to look at the
big picture. If you don’t, you’re not really paying attention.
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