It’s hard for me to choose a favorite song. I prefer to listen to music without lyrics and for music with lyrics I’d rather listen to a whole album. I’m not the person that listens to one track over and over again; I feel I’m limiting myself that way. New music comes in, making it even harder to decide. I grew up with old staples like the Beatles who have such a versatile sound that I’ve only begun to appreciate ones that have existed long before I was born. There’s new stuff from the likes of Anamanaguchi who use old sound chips to compose their music. There are always more things to like. To have a single favorite song seems preposterous. Music itself can be changed to better fit a mood, and humans have many moods. Also, as one grows older, music that sounds like junk might be better appreciated and might throw your old opinions down the toilet.
Music is actually one of the last forms of media I have learned to appreciate. I usually feel I could be doing something else while listening to music but now I feel it detracts from the experience. It’s something I find ironic because my original reason for disliking music is that it’s distracting to every day life. I like to listen to music now by itself and seal the other activities away for some time. Hopefully music can eventually merge with my life, as sometimes I feel music can motivate me instead of distract.
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