Listen here...
Does anyone else owe their saving grace a thank you? I do, and I am about to thank them right now. I want to thank my music, or just music in general. All of the bands, solo acts, instruments, beats, etc. that are a pleasure to hear. I listen to anything, and I appreciate it all. You see, I myself have no musical talent and therefor I respect anyone who can take a vision in their head and translate it into song. I constantly have music on in my life; either as the center of attention or simply the cover of the silence. This silence is not comfortable for me, and I would much rather have my life filled with notes drifting in and out of me as I drift through life. It is odd, when I am down, unlike most people, I like to listen to depressing music. I guess I can relate something to the words, move something deep inside my mind with the music. I also attempt to make songs apply to my life, relate to some event that has happened. It gives the good music a little more of a connection, thus creating a great song experience. I love Radiohead, Gavin DeGraw, Coldplay, The Arcade Fire, Bright Eyes, The Format, The Shins, country (reminds me of home), and anything that makes you think. Anything that takes you and puts you in the music...makes it an experience rather than just an observation. Something, that when I drive in the summer with the windows down makes me stop for a second and think about what I am doing. Think about how right then and there I feel as if nothing can touch me. I lose all sense of reality, forgetting the things that worry me outside of my new found freedom. And, music that you can listen to when you are watching people. Loud enough to drown out everything else, letting you only see their simple, silent motions and facial expressions dance to the music. I wish I could make music; writing it, singing it, and playing it. All with the ability to put the passion and thoughts into the notes, revealing yourself through song. But, for now I will just have to do with taking the thoughts and experiences of others into my head. Although, I feel I can mold these into what I represent...mold my own life into the bars, playing on each note. Thank God for music, and thank music for my surrender from the real world in track moments.




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