Life Is But A Dream

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I have recently viewed the Beyonce’: Life Is But A Dream documentary being talked about by my peers and the media-world alike; and I must say that I loved it. Most would see this as no surprise, being that I am already a huge fan of Mrs. Carter and all of her musical works, but the fact is that this doc was not just for fans such as myself, but for all who wonder about the woman behind the music, the concerts and the “scenes.”

Looking back on it now, I’m even prouder to be a fan of such a hardworking, well deserving, inspirational artist. All that she stands for, works for, and believes in was exhibited in this film – and that journey to the top, is one to admire.

For those who have not yet seen the doc, it covers all of which Beyonce’ needed to express, and nothing that she felt need not be discussed. Like the relationship with her father, for example – making the decision to have him as a father rather than keep him as a business partner, etc. How she chose to follow her own artistry as she felt it, rather than follow the rules of modern music and limited categories. How she fell in love with no motives or expectations other than to be happy. And how she disregarded rumors about sustaining her figure by not carrying her own child-while in fact, carrying her own child.

Beyonce’ showed the world (on her own time) exactly what she felt was worth sharing about her life, and EVEN IN THAT  she was discreet. Bringing up key points that I haven’t even considered when thinking about the lives of music artists today.

For instance, Beyonce’ mentioned how an artist’s works are now critiqued not only by the lyrics used, techniques required, or vocal talents needed – but also by what goes on outside of the studio. We rank our entertainment through the personal lives of our entertainers, rather than the talent they possess.

And frankly (as Beyonce’ put it) its none of our business.

When did we stop judging artists based on their music, and start judging them based off their lifestyle? Are we looking to make friends with people we will potentially never meet? Or are we looking to feel music that speaks to us most. Do you know how many influential and historical figures would be (and have been) deemed worthless – despite their influences on the world – because of what they did when they went home every night. From MLK’s infidelity, to Ray Charle’s drug use and the list goes on. None of these personal experiences derailed the marks these people made on the world, so why now?

I am also guilty of allowing the media to influence my thoughts on artists from actors to singers, but looking back – I cannot deny the talent that certain individuals have onscreen compared to off. I’m choosing to accept my boundaries. And so, unless the artist themselves express what they want me to know, I’d rather purchase their new album/film than the gossip magazine telling me otherwise.

Beyonce’ also touched on how many artists focus on singles now, rather than albums-and how the public is ignorant to the experience of a body-of-work from an artist. Again I can agree. As hard as it is to begin and finish an album, shouldn’t that be the beauty of being an artist in the first place? I mean, how successful would Denzel be if he only did a portion of a movie, or J.K. Rowling if she chose not to finish Harry Potter. Where is the celebration in half-assing your artistry.

And are you as an artist even satisfied with that? Why short change yourself, and give only one piece at a time to express your artistry? DO the whole damn puzzle! There has always been a collection of works that people are interested in experiencing, and so a tease will get you but so far. You may end up teasing yourself.

I can go on forever about the lessons I learned from this doc, and Beyonce’s take on life and success, but there is really no need to. She has already said it all, and it was beautiful to watch. Not many female artists work as hard, or have come as far as Mrs. Carter has. And there are not many documentaries of female artists that we can watch and admire, look up to, or take pride in as we experience their rise to the top. Especially not while the artist is STILL on top. But I’m glad to see at least one in this generation worth writing about.

Thank you Mrs. Carter; for setting the record straight and sharing your dream with us.

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