Music soothes my soul. It doesn’t matter the type of music. Whether it is the hard rock of Seether or the angry sounds of Korn. On some days it is the relaxing calm of Enya, Pachelbel, or Vivaldi. The carefree rock of the 50’s helps me to sing and drive. I love to go back in time with Journey, Stix, or Queen. Sometimes I want to relive a favorite movie so a soundtrack will do. Dancing always needs a fast beat. I can find energy in Christian Rock, Jazz and Pop Rock. I will get a song in my head and sing it all day. I attend concerts as often as I can. When I am in church I gleefully “make a joyful noise unto my Lord”.
The advent of easily owning thousands of tracks from my playlists is a dream come true. I remember Saturdays spent at Twisters Music store combing through hundreds of albums searching for the perfect cassette to buy with my limited allowance money. Records, 8-tracks, cassettes, CD’s, all littering my life. Record players of my childhood playing exquisite sounds. 8-track player in my friend’s car. Cassette player in my “newer than his” car (A.K.A bragging rights). CD’s stacked high in my first apartment. My adult self spending Saturdays, again combing through thousands of used record albums no one wanted cluttering their houses. Now MP3 players, iPods, phones, computers, all containing thousands of titles. Music at my fingertips.
Music soothes my soul with every note, cadence, refrain, verse. Thank you to all the musicians who grace our world with their talent.