Hello, ladies and gents. I hope today’s treating you well. I’m here because instead of being on social media brain-rotting, I’d write (or type, in this instance.) It’s currently 10:16 AM, August 6th, and I’ve cleaned, brushed my teeth, and made breakfast, so today is excellent so far. You’re probably asking, what are you going to write about? I would like you to partake in me with one of my greatest loves: music, the invention that keeps my heart beating another day.
I’m currently listening to music while typing this. Music was my first love, and it helped me appreciate other art forms. If you listened to my podcast episode, “Vulnerabili-tea,” you know that I played Guitar Hero religiously as a child and still play a form of it to this day! Something about the blend of instruments and the final bow of vocals ties a masterpiece together. Music was there for me when I had no one to talk to, and it welcomed me with open arms. Music spoke for me when I had no words to say.
A movie can be good, and music can raise its trajectory. Spoken words can be impactful, but instruments can swing the message home. One of my favorite movies is Up! The movie itself is excellent, but the soundtrack of it solidifies its placement in my faves. To further express my point, “Married Life” by Michael Giacchino… ugh. I can still cry about it because it’s so beautiful, emotional, and brilliant. There are no words, but can you still feel the emotions throughout the song? Isn’t that amazing?! Just me? (awkward)
Looking back on my childhood, the art around me solidified my great feelings. I remember seeing a thread on Capricorn moons saying we are emotionally detached and not intuned with our feelings. I can understand that perspective, but I feel all the time—perhaps way too much for my liking. I’d rather not talk about my feelings; it makes me feel weird.
I was always ashamed of feeling too much when others thought little. Empathy and compassion were nothing I had to learn; I was born with them. If it weren’t for music, I’d be lost and/or frustrated with anger. Money makes the world go round, and music makes me go round. If you’re all on my blog, I updated my blog playlist with some music that holds a place dear to my heart (and that I listen to when no one’s around…) IT WILL BE CHANGED SOON.
I am briefly introducing what I will discuss in the next episode of my podcast, my feelings. My feelings get me in all kinds of cahoots, even some I have no words to say. But without music, I would feel like an outlier, an outcast, instead of a human. So, if we ever find the great human who discovered music, I have something waiting for you that will be worth your while. (Pause)
