"Living for the weekend"

So, we live in a society where cutlery rattling across a table accompanied by a mind-numbing bass line sprung straight from N-Dubzs' video set dominates the "chart".
"The charts", since when did a chart dominate the soundtrack to somebody's life? The claim of "no decent music about nowher days" simply cries out with naivety. Now, we are the luckiest we've ever been. I am able to whisk myself to any era, from the flick of a needle, click of a button or even  shake of a device.

There has never been a better time for the exploration of soul music, the gems have been hunted an are waiting to be embraced;  it is your own journey to uncover them yourself. One thing I enjoyed about finding my feet in the soul scene was that I am constantly discovering new tracks, my own gems. I was sick of hearing Indie playlists breakfast, lunch and dinner. At every corner there is something new and exciting, something to dance around your room to, something to break your back doing ( attempting) back lunges for,  something to look like a lune in front of your friends for. A discovery putting in place another piece in this strange jigsaw of life. Tomorrow, I start my one hour "Soul Sunday's" slot at the URY uni radio; and my what a privilege to share these gems to new, young ears.
-Even if only one ear hears just how sweet music can truly be it will be worth those outrageous  jingles.

"Living for the weekend" epitomises a soulful lifestyle, a welcomed escape from reality. It was an escape for the industrialised North many years ago, yet an equal escape for the young souls of today. A modern "Nite Klub", the only connection fuelled in lust and dirt-cheap doubles, and yes the beer does taste 'just like piss'. But the connection fellow soul fans share is again- an escape from these realitys. Life- long friends share a feeling of acceptance felt at all soul events. David Nowell's book "Too Darn Soulful" weeps emotion as strong as the music itself. Diary entry's depict friends traveling the best part of the country, connected through soul music, a buzz far more than seeing a familiar face. Two friends reunited after tough years; a sight like no other. Hugs,handshakes, their eyes, smiles more alive than ever as they reunite the sweetest of memories.
They are connected till the day they stop ticking, soul music will always be a part of them.

Something that scares me about other music scenes is the fear of my passion dying, the scene fizzling out to be nothing more than a Kate Bush reunion concert far away in the futile future. Not soul music. Much alike the scene itself, it will keep on burning brighter than ever, and my I am excited for the future.

"Soul is the humanity and emotion in all of us". David pins the tail on the donkey here;
soul music burns deep inside of you, this music will touch your soul.

http://ury.org.uk