It’s true though. Music completes us. As humans music is what saves us. We listen to it when we are happy, so happy it’s Friday and just want to dance. When we are sad sometimes the best thing to do is blast a loud obnoxious song with tons of cursing in it. I think a few select girls out there reading this know which song I am specifically talking about. Music conveys our emotions. Especially the strong ones. Why do you think there are so many freaking songs about love and heartache? Because love or maybe what we think is love, or crushes, and rejection those feelings can be the strongest type. And we cannot control them (boy trust me I have tried)
When we find that one song that says it all, we play it over and over and over and over again. When words fail music speaks. Everyone loves music, because it makes sense of things that are insensible.
You know there is something I just realized. It’s sort of ironic. God also make sense in the insensible. We pray to him and even if we do not get clean cut answers, or at least for me, I am always comforted, knowing that God knows what he is doing. I never feel so alone, not when I’m praying. But the ironic part of the whole thing is that we use music to also praise God. Because we know that sometimes God is a little bit insensible, at least in our human minds. It is like one big undeniable circle.
Sometimes I listen to my iPod in study hall or a class that has a work day and when its time to move to the next class I keep my little ear buds in listening to my song still, and I think to myself “Lives should a soundtrack. We should always hear music which reflects the mood of our little movie in the background of our lives. Or maybe it would be cheesy but maybe instead of background music we should make our lives a musical.” When you get a bad grade on your test just start singing about how hard you did or did not study and how unfair it really is. Music defines us. And as we change, so do our musical tastes. When I was in grade school I listened to country non-stop. Freshman year I loved Christian rock (which I still do love but not as much as others). Now, I listen to Y98; I like Ingrid Michaelson, Owl City, Rob Thomas, and the Gabe Dixon Band.
In a book by Sarah Dessen, called Just Listen, there is a character called Owen, who is freaking obsessed with music, particularly undiscovered stuff in the techno range, and chants. He says to the main character Annabel that the thing most amazing thing about music is that it is constant. Songs will never change. Once it is recorded it is, people can redo them but the original is still there. Songs take you back to places. Any one song might make you think of a certain person, or a special year. Or maybe the songs will take you back somewhere not so happy. People change. We have to move on from the best and worst times. You most likely will not have the same best friend your whole life, and if you do they will not be exactly the same person they were when you met them on the preschool playground as when you graduate high school. I heard once that the only constant thing is change, but I don’t completely by it. I wear the same ring on my finger everyday. God will always love me no matter if I love him back or not (which I hope will always be constant too!) and the final constant in my life will be music. Born to fly will always make me think of Laura, Never Alone will make me think of grade school. Awaken will make me think of freshman year. True colors will make me think of Mary Clare. These things are constant. I may move on from things, and people (not these people yet though!!!) but the songs, the music will remain.
In an instant I can remove myself from something awful and place myself in a better time.
Music is constant, and it makes perfect sense even when the lyrics are complete nonsense (see any owl city song for a reference.) THAT is why we love music.
“I miss Mayberry, sittin’ on the porch drinking ice cold cherry, coke! Nana nana nananana” –Rascal Flatts.
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