Music. Something to dance to, something to sing to, something to free your mind; an escape like no other. Without music, whether it be rap, rock, country, pop or blues, the world would be boring. Music brings light from darkness, smiles from blank stares and sound from silence.
The sound of tunes filling the air – the combination of drums, guitars, keyboards and vocals – can stimulate many emotions. Certain songs take you back to certain times and remind you of certain loved, or not so loved, ones. It's funny how a simple melody can do that.
Music can spark memories and even remind you of the way something used to smell. T.I.'s "What You Know 'Bout That" takes me back to spring break my freshman year of college – I can smell the salt from the ocean. The Darkness' "I Believe in a Thing Called Love" takes me back to high school soccer – I can smell grass and, faintly, our uniforms.
It’s a rush when an old song comes on your iPod or radio. As that weird feeling streams through your body, you think to yourself, “Wow. I haven’t heard this song in forever.” Then you turn it up, start to belt out the lyrics that your brain has been trying so hard to remember and let the emotions take over.
What’s more relaxing than sitting in your car, singing the words to your favorite songs? Who cares if you can’t sing well; singing loud can relieve stress and other unwanted emotions.
In the past couple of years, I’ve come to realize something … Music can heal. Music can define. Music can be a way of life.
In the words of JoJo from “Across the Universe,” “Music’s the only thing that makes sense anymore, man. Play it loud enough, it keeps the demons at bay.”
On a side note, isn’t it funny that we always seem to be able to remember words to songs we haven’t listened to in years, but when it comes to remembering important information, say for class or work, it seems to slip our minds?
The sound of tunes filling the air – the combination of drums, guitars, keyboards and vocals – can stimulate many emotions. Certain songs take you back to certain times and remind you of certain loved, or not so loved, ones. It's funny how a simple melody can do that.
Music can spark memories and even remind you of the way something used to smell. T.I.'s "What You Know 'Bout That" takes me back to spring break my freshman year of college – I can smell the salt from the ocean. The Darkness' "I Believe in a Thing Called Love" takes me back to high school soccer – I can smell grass and, faintly, our uniforms.
It’s a rush when an old song comes on your iPod or radio. As that weird feeling streams through your body, you think to yourself, “Wow. I haven’t heard this song in forever.” Then you turn it up, start to belt out the lyrics that your brain has been trying so hard to remember and let the emotions take over.
What’s more relaxing than sitting in your car, singing the words to your favorite songs? Who cares if you can’t sing well; singing loud can relieve stress and other unwanted emotions.
In the past couple of years, I’ve come to realize something … Music can heal. Music can define. Music can be a way of life.
In the words of JoJo from “Across the Universe,” “Music’s the only thing that makes sense anymore, man. Play it loud enough, it keeps the demons at bay.”
On a side note, isn’t it funny that we always seem to be able to remember words to songs we haven’t listened to in years, but when it comes to remembering important information, say for class or work, it seems to slip our minds?
