Anonymous: Have you ever wondered why we all have such different taste in music?
I think it is because of it’s healing power. It becomes a part of us, gives us what we need when we are too stubborn or afraid to admit we need it. We can find solace in the beautiful sounds that engulf our ears and drown our minds and know that everything’s going to be ok, at least for the most part. We can address the problems swirling around our thoughts without openly talking about them and having to spill such ugliness into the world because music does that for us; it is the universal communicator. Nothing says joy like a tinkering piano and nothing screams rage quite like heavy drums and snarling guitar.
Everyone has a different medicine. Just like some choose cigarettes and some choose cheap wine and some choose speed or weed or ecstasy or cocaine, some choose dance and some choose heavy metal and some pretentious fucks choose indie, but let’s not get into that.
I saw your blog today, sifting through the hollow words and I realised how different we are as soon as my mouse hovered over the play button on your playlist. The stoic, slow melodies fill my speakers and confront me with things I do not understand and it came to me then that this is what defines the difference between me and you, puts something more than a flesh boundary between two otherwise identical beings. You, who have lived a life in the fast lane, taken by impulse and bitter from past misdeeds. Subconsciously crumbling others into dust in your hands to get back at the world.
Jaded and alone, seeking refuge in the warmth of strangers and the dull buzz of cigarettes. You rush head on into things just to feel, you grew up too fast.
You need the soothing of the melancholy to calm your pounding heart and aching bones.
I, on the other hand, have lived a life in fear and have let that immobilize me and stand in the way of everything I do. I hesitate, I over-think, I dwell, I run without looking back. And I absolutely despise it. I seek the high of love and the feeling of being needed in but one person. I much prefer expensive spirits and weed to wake me up, empower me. My music needs to have the same effect. It is only through music that I can truly find myself, truly feel what I’m meant to feel. The last thing I need is for it to be slow. These are the only things that invigorate me, breathe life into a wheezing chest.
And yet still the two of us share something so profound it goes beyond the power of words to fathom, to describe, to explain. We are still both just little girls trying to find our way in the world.
I’m keeping this forever.. wow. thank you. beautiful