Thursday, September 6, 2012

The Magic of Music


Captured Thought: The Magic of Music

Music has always been a major part in my life. I could even argue that the iPod was one of the greatest things ever invented. I could also argue that society couldn’t ever live without music. How could I possibly know this is true? I know this because I am one who always has her iPod with her and finds that she can’t live without listening to music for a single day.  When I wake up in the mornings, I listen to music. When I drive to and from school, I listen to music. Even before I got to bed, I listen to music. Now it may seem like I am the “musical type.” That I am a great singer who plays a bunch of instruments because that’s what people think of when someone claims they have a love for music. However, I am nothing like that. In fact, I am the exact opposite of that. I’m what they like to call “the jock” even though I am a girl. I am a girl that lives and breathes sports. However, I am also a girl that loves her music. I am the girl that uses music like a mentor. It helps me through my highs and lows. It can change my mood from bad to good. It can get me pumped for a basketball or volleyball game. It can help me understand what I am feeling and what others are feeling. Music, to me, is magical.

The idea that music is magic is something that has never changed for me. But, there is one thing that I have questioned about music and about why I love it so much. I never really understood why I felt the way I felt when I listened to a specific song. Why do I feel happy when I hear a song come on the radio? Why do I all of a sudden understand how people feel when I listen to music? These types of questions run through my mind all the time. Until one day, I was talking to my cousin about the loss of her father and how she dealt with it. She told me that her and her father had a song that they both loved. I wished I had remembered what this song was called, but she explained to me that the song told a story. And right then and there she needed to say no more. I understood why music is so magical to me. I finally understood why I react the way I react to certain music. Each song is a story. A story that contains thoughts, ideas, and emotions that I personally connect to. I love the songs that I love because I love the stories within them.  I learned that it is not the music alone that is magical, but it is the lyrics, the story within that makes what I listen to so magical.

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