The Musician

All life in Lalalandia was now dying or dead, except for Doremi Solati who wanted to live instead. Listen to her story and how she and her music saved the land of Lalalandia.
During these most terrible times people quit music good, bad and in between. They hated to love; they loved to hate more. They hated symphonies, operas and hip hop, cha-cha-cha, cumbia and rock. Dancing and singing were outlawed along with smiling, laughing and romancing.

The world was now broken; it seemed it could no longer be fixed. The land of Lalalandia was in a terrible jinx.

Doremi Solati, was different though, she wouldn’t and couldn’t give up. She believed in the music that came from her soul. While the others used weapons – guns, knives and bombs; Doremi used music – strings, ukuleles and drums – clapping, tapping, whistling and singing always kept her from weeping.


Alas though her life was incredibly sad. She lived shut in with her family – windows closed, curtains drawn, doors locked – no fresh air was allowed, not at all.

The whole land and the town were all shut down. Hate took them over. It was over and done. No one was welcome, no, no one at all.
Doremi’s only real friend, Chris had packed up and gone – he hated the hate so had to leave town. But Chris was her partner, her soul mate, playing music had joined them from a very young age. They both played the piano, guitar, ukulele and base. Their voices had power and range; they could sing anything anywhere with the music or not.

But the very lost people now hated the music; they could not stand it all. Whenever they heard it they would all yell in unison: “Turn off the damn music, stop that shrieking from hell!”

They threw sticks and stones, breaking their windows, but aiming to destroy their homes and their bones. But Doremi Solati could not and would not stop it; it comforted her soul. She did quiet down but did not and would not stop. Sadly, she thought, she would soon be through with this life once and for all. She considered just leaving, but where would she go? The whole world was ruined; there was no place to go.

An old woman and her old man in the middle of town tried to remember the good ole times but what for? They could see and feel the cruelty of the land going bad. They lay in their bed in each other’s arms, listening to the end of their weak thumping hearts. They heard the zinging of bullets and blood-curdling yelling. The sun was no longer shining. It was dark all around.

Now was the time, it’s now or never more. Thought Doremi Solati. What’s the point of all this hiding if it’s over and done, or is it?

She picked up her ukulele and walked out of her door. She ran right to the middle of town. She started to sing, her voice was heard far and wide, except by deafened terrorists, too dumb and too full of hate to hear a beautiful song.

But the ones who could hear her dropped their guns, knives and bombs. The music was entrancing and so were the songs. The old woman and her man started laughing, dancing and romancing, and soon so was the town.

Just then up waltzed Chris harmonizing with her lovely song, Always.

But also, just then, one of the haters threw a stone that hit Doremi Solati in the middle of her forehead. But, no need to worry for her soul was filled with music and she could never more be stopped.

The haters started yelling, “Cover your ears, don’t listen to this music straight from hell.”

But the people kept on listening and now you could hear them saying. “Wow, I love the sweet music, I think I’ll sing along.” The music made them feel good, a feeling they had almost forgotten, but now newly sprung.

The people started singing, dancing, laughing, and even crying (like they never had done). You could hear “I like you and love you” all over town.
Always became Lalalandia’s anthem and they sang it whenever evil entered their town, or any time they felt down. Doremi Solati was their hero, and the monument built in her honor said, “Doremi Solati was the hero who saved our Lalalandia with her music and her song we will Always remember.”

And that’s all.

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