Here’s magic. Imagine how a song reached it’s destination— The cassette tape. IT passes from wires to wires and needs a lot of pressing buttons before we hear Justin Timberlake sing in our very home. Magic, ei?
Imagine a band’s cooperation, their voices, their tiresome showbiz schedule and love for music being sent by radio waves from the amplifier to a passionately in love woman’s heart. Now that’s magic!
But here’s hot.
Imagine songs and songs from old times to the modern rap themes. Imagine a familiar song being sung in party or crowd, where you don’t even memorize a single line from it. Imagine songs of different languages being sung by another native. Imagine thousands of songs in a single hand. Imagine singing whatever song you want to in just a press of a button. Now that’s not just magic! That’s Magic Sing!
Imagine. A portable dream come true. Unbelievable. Magic!
Day by day we use our voice box as a tool in our everyday lives. But little did we know about how the voice itself existed, and how it came to be such. Perhaps, thousands of years ago, little by little we tried to make sounds. Murmurs and hums. We created languages to use the magical gift and make tunes. Then maybe, just maybe, we learned to combine both words and tunes together -an accidental experiment- and then we created the magic itself. And the magic, it’s singing.
But however singing really started, all that is important now is what the magical gift itself has given us. Hundreds and hundreds of years after singing sprouted, technology has evolved. We used singing in a form of a hobby, we even used it to let out our heartfelt emotions. Singing made each and one of us a wonderful person. It may sound as simple as it is, but little did we know that it has been one of the most precious gifts we had in hand.
Singing appeared as a form of business. Merely, show business. To others, it’s a story. Perhaps a love story. Sometimes it’s in a form of revenge, or justice. To Bob Marley, singing is a passion; a passion to fight. Sometimes singing itself is hope, the kind of hope and pride sang in national hymns. Singing itself is everything. Though it came directly from your lips or from wires and speakers, singing is passion. And it’s an amazing fact; the fact that without it, everything’s incomplete.