Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Soundtrack of My Life
Music is an incredibly huge part of my life which makes me forget that for some people it isn’t. My dad hates the radio, all my music and is extremely comfortable in that fact that he is tone deaf. But I think it is because he has five daughters and a very verbose parrot. Music puts me to sleep, wakes me up and improves my mood. It is like another friend. Some people say that music is “food for the soul.” Shakespeare said: “if music is the food of love then play on.” It seems that it is inescapable. Even when you’re perusing a can of beans at Pick N Pay there is some cheesy Shania Twain song echoing down the aisles. There are a lot of things I adore about music like the various genres, chords and ambience that comes with it but the main aspect is how people around you have such different tastes. My one friend is head over heels in love with jazz. To me, jazz is annoying, erratic and the last stop for the untalented trumpeter. But I let her play me some and even though I still detest jazz I see that it forms a part of what I like about her. She is soulful, relaxed and introspective and jazz reflects that. I think she could say the same thing about me and my music. Retro, loud and a tad too strange for her Dizzy Gillespie heart!
Labels: genres, jazz, mixture, mood, music