There is not much unique about my love of music -- it seems to be pretty much universal. But there's something about the notes that can connect with me in a way that almost nothing else can. It's not that I love a certain type, or will only listen to one genre; my musical tastes are broad and indiscriminate. I will listen to anything, from one-hit-wonder pop music to musicals to rap to punk rock. I love eighties songs (see my previous post on Kyrie Eleison), and I've got a soft spot for nineties music, because that's what I grew up listening to. But I will listen to pretty much everything.
Even country.
There are times when I'm most excited to go to the rink because it gives me an opportunity to listen to my music. And better yet, it gives me an opportunity to indoctrinate all of the little minions with my brilliant, highly refined playlists. I mean, really, who wouldn't pass up the chance to expose the wonders of Nickelback to the impressionable young minds of nine year olds?
I'm kidding...
Mostly.
But in all honesty, there is something magical about music. It allows you to be transported to any place, any time. I associate songs with events or times in my life; when I was in 7th grade, for example, I was obsessed with "Leave Out All the Rest". I still love that song, but now whenever I hear it, it brings back memories of new schools and puberty-induced awkwardness.
This post obviously doesn't even begin to describe music; I could rant for hours about it, although I'm sure y'all have better things to do with your Monday nights. I have so much more I want to write! But I don't want to bore you to death, so this is all for now.
Do you have any memories or events that you associate with a certain song?
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