Where Does Music Take You?
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Music has the power to take you places like nothing else. No smell, or picture, or taste can bring a memory right up or whisk you away to someplace new the way music can.
Music has been my friend for many years. Before iPods it was CDs and before CDs it was tapes (I even had a favorite eight track but we won’t go there). I find that music helps me feel and bring up emotions that I might otherwise ignore.
If by chance you happened to stumble upon my mix and decided to flip through it, you would find a lot of 80′s and early 90′s pop. The likes of Billy Ocean, Lionel and The Whispers make more than one appearance. You’d even stumble upon the Flashdance sound track. You’d for sure find yourself swaying back and forth to “Rock Steady” and “Lady”, I guarantee it. For me it reminds me of a mom that I miss so much. It reminds me of driving around (in her Corvette with the “T” tops off) holding her hand and listening to her sing for hours. When I’d hear her sing, I was proud. She had the voice of an angel. Listening to her sing was my favorite pass time and when I listen to old pop music I remember so much more than hair scrunchies and banana clips. I remember a closeness that has never been the same. I remember a hero.
Then, should you click ahead a few songs you might stumble across some really old country. Some Garth, Reba, Judds and the like. Not many love this type of music, and heck, I don’t know that I even love it, however, it brings me back to my Grandpa’s big pick up truck quicker than anything else. Nothing could hurt me in that truck. He’d turn the country music on, crank the heat up to about 97 degrees, and we’d drive around. Broken hearts, sad feelings or deep hurts melted (possibly because of the aforementioned 97 degree heat). Nothing mattered. When I listen to old country music I am reminded of a much more simple time. A time when it was safe, and okay, and even though it didn’t make sense, it was going to all work out. Grandpa said, even if he didn’t really speak one single word, but just softly hummed along to “If Tomorrow Never Comes.”
Keep scrolling. You are going to hit a few Usher songs along the way, Lil’ John, Lil’ Wayne, and a few more “Lil’s”. Fifty is going to make an appearance as is Snoop. You might laugh, I probably would too, however go back with me, for just a minute. I once got the amazing blessing to live with my best friend in the whole world. We would crank these songs up and spend, roughly, 3 hours getting ready, cracking up, talking smack and generally being complete goof balls. I’m pretty sure we went through 5700 rolls of film while listening to these songs and our poor coffee table…well, at one point we danced the legs right off of it. It is not often you get to make so many great memories with such great friends, but I did, and when these songs come scrolling by, it takes me back. For just a couple minutes I’m back on that coffee table, dancing my ever-loving butt off, laughing so hard I’m sure I’m about to fall but, for some reason, it does not matter at all.
Keep going, next you will find newer country. You’ll find Diamond Rio, Billy Currington and Jason Aldean. These artists, and moreover the songs they sing remind me that I’m blessed. See, on my husband and my fifth date he sang to me. He brought in a CD and he danced me around my living room while singing Diamond Rio’s “Already Gone.” He is an electrician. He wears a tool belt and gets dirty and sweaty all day; but do you know what? He has a voice that will knock your socks off. I fell so crazy hard in love that night that I didn’t even know which end was up. Now, every time I mention that I like a new song, he learns it. Then, he sings it to me, while dancing me around our living room. Listening to these songs reminds me that I am incredibly blessed to be so incredibly loved.
Now, if you were scrolling through you would have inevitably stumbled across a category that fit with nothing else. You would have probably scrolled quickly because you didn’t want to listen long. Don’t worry, I understand. Disturbed, Godsmack, Rob Zombie and Marilyn Manson are not for everyone. However, if you know me, you know that 98% of the time I try and be chipper. I try and be sweet and loving and kind. I try never to show my anger and I try to make everyone happy. However, occasionally I want to be angry. I want to do something that is not sweet and chipper or lovely. I want to yell, and nothing else helps me do that like putting on “Indistructable” or “Down with the Sickness” at a volume level that, as my Grandma tells me, will make me go deaf, and for a moment I get to be someone other than me.
You’d find some other treats nestled in among those categories, but those ones are surely the most dominant. Those are the ones that take me away.
So now I want to know, what music takes you away, and what is it about that particular music that does it to you?