My friends sister posted something on her facebook a bit ago, requesting that people stop using lyrics to songs as their status updates. It was argued there that it was "anti original thought." As someone who has done this on more than one occasion, I felt the need to defend my cause. Mostly because I felt that the lyrics I used applied to the moment I used them (derek told me that it had to be always true.. it stuck. i apply it.) I also use it to confuse people, let's be honest. I thought it was a kick when people would come to me concerned or confused about some status update. (evil laughter entered here)
Returning to the argument at hand. I have decided that, where it could be argued that it is anti original thought, sometimes I don't have the ability to form the words in such a way.. and here's someone who has felt what I have felt and has made this experience into poetic verse in a way that I have been unable to describe. Even if their experiences aren't exactly my own, it still applies. Obviously this does not apply to all music. And I'm not saying that all the music I listen to hits that mark, but I certainly will go along for the ride.
Here's another thought that I've been considering. I use lyrics everywhere. There is a constant strain of lyrics and tunes going through my head and I can find one that applies to every situation. And if I can't, I will find a random and obscure and make it apply. I have lyrics plastered on my computer and in my car. A constant strain, a gentle reminder. ("even if i die tomorrow, i'll be glad my life was filled with song." tcc.. shocked? i'm sure) I am not the one making the music, but I certainly appreciate it and can't imagine a life without it. I often wonder as I watch people pass me how they can be so passive in their vehicles. My car is my personal boombox. I need it, partially because I don't have a cd player and that's the only way to listen to these cd's I insist on purchasing and the mixes i make. (i make some really stellar mixes)
I have been incredibly impressed with the impact that music makes. Whether instrumental or lyrical. I have been taken back to moments, bad and good, with the press of a button and change of a chord.
So.. the quest. Right, right. I nearly forgot. I'm on this strange, I find it strange, quest to find music that doesn't remind me of anyone else. That I can't relate to anyone. Something new to match this funny mood I am in. (i listened to She & Him volume 2 all last friday and it sent me to various music scenes.) Something new.. ish. She & Him is/are(??) not new to me. The problem with this frame of mind is that I love sharing music that I find. I feel the need to shoot out messages to particular people and demand that they check out a song/artist that I have suddenly fallen in love with. I was once referred to as a "foodie" but for music. Umm. That was some pretty awesome and stellar praise, to say the least. The problem with my awesome finds is that most of them are usually things that other people give me. There is nothing wrong with this. But my brain is also telling me that if I tell anyone about these awesome new songs or artists, they will no longer be mine. Strange? Yeah, I know. Especially when I know it won't last.
Like now: I made an epic find at a bookstore last week. For ONE dollar I found this:

This is one of those songs that was recommended to me that I have yet to purchase.. but for one buck I got the whole cd! MAGIC! And let me tell you, it got me good. It's a perfect summer cd. And it has opened a door into the idea of making such an epic playlist that the world might explode. (i exaggerate) And obviously this will be music that has been played before and other people know. But all new to me. That's really the goal here. Something new, something that is mine. I've got some really awesome stuff lined up thanks to grooveshark/pandora/amazon/itunes. I don't listen to the radio.
At this point, I guess some could get some random messages from me about these songs. (you know who you are)
It's no wonder I'm no good at writing papers. My train of thought goes wonky and five different directions once my fingers start typing.
1 comment:
You do make the most epic playlist of anyone I know! I need some suggestions to get me out of this funk that I am in... no job, moving home, not wanting to be here, not knowing where I want to be and a hurt heart!
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