I don’t often talk about my passions here. Granted, I think that you get the idea (cough, cough) that writing is one of them. But what about the others? Why don’t I mention them all that often? Especially since blogs—no matter who’s writing them and for whatever reason—are more about the person behind the words than anything else.
Well, today I plan on breaking that habit—at least one time—and talk about music. I listen to all kinds of music. Or at least I think so. K believes that I tend to focus on the grunge/alternative rock scene of the 90’s.
And she’d be right up to a certain extent. That music is what I grew up listening to and still evokes emotion in my head. So I keep listening to it. But there’s also Ray Charles and Frank Sinatra, Jethro Tull and The Beatles, Led Zeppelin and Beethoven. Right now, as I’m writing this, the original cast of The Phantom of the Opera is blaring out of my speakers.
Perhaps, not blaring. I’m at work.
Still, it’s there. So is opera and baroque music and millions of other genres. They are all part of me and are a necessary as the air I breathe. Music for any moment and occasion.
But why? Why do I feel the need for all of it? The need to keep adding to it week after week?
It all boils down to mood. And mood brings me back to writing.
Several times in my life, I’ve had people in my circles poke fun at everything from the Chumbawumba CD in my car to Katy Perry on my phone. Poke, poke, poke, and I just ignored it. Still do. Because each of those songs strikes a particular chord (see what I did there?) in my head and mind. Those chords make up a song, just like sentences make up a story.
In my mind, this is all connected. And I mean that beyond this blog. These songs create ties to this thought or that memory. Writing is meant to create emotion and express it. Do you see where I’m going with this? You do, don’t you?
Music helps me conjure the emotion that I am trying to express on the page. The words make more sense and flow better when the right song is playing. Imagine the build up to a confrontation against the strident guitars of AC/DC. Or a subtle seduction to Beethoven’s Fur Elise. Magical.
But then again, switch it. Trying writing one genre with the opposite playing. It’s incredibly hard. At least for me it is. Nothing’s worse than hearing pop country playing when what you really need is some Black Sabbath in your life. Those days, I will admit, are not my best days behind a keyboard. Which is why headphones are a godsend.
If you think about it, we’ve been inoculated to this for decades now. Your favorite films and television shows do it all the time. Imagine Star Wars without its iconic trumpet fanfare or Indiana Jones without his globetrotting theme. Impossible. Television doesn’t have the same kick without some sort of music in the background; whether its to prepare you for an unpleasant turn of events (think of House and their use of The Rolling Stones) or your favorite comedy in that key character development arc.
We use music like this all the time. Its in our blood—the very chemistry with which we guide our lives. Why not take advantage of it?
Now—if you’ll excuse me—I’m off to sing dreadfully off-key.
Every face a different shade…”
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