Music. It is one of those things in life that gives meaning, offers hope, and revives spirit in just about anyone.
I, for one, have been a music fan my whole life. Starting from the days when I was a little tyke listening to the sounds of WABC spinning the hits of the 60’s and 70’s on my parents old living room stereo, to my first rock concerts and the fun metal glam scene of the 80’s, to the current era of today’s artists. Music has always been with me. Not a day goes by when I am not listening to some sort of music. In fact, I have my Spotify on right now playing a rocking list of tunes as I am typing up this blog post. I listen to music while at work, and believe me, I am so happy to work in an office that allows us to actually play music and be creative. I could never work in one of those cube farm offices that ban the playing of music, or only allow some sort of lame soft rock and mindless pop set at a volume level barely audible. I have visited a few offices like these during biz trips and it always strikes me at how quiet they are, and how the employees seem to be expressionless drones. Ugh, not for me.
After work hours I can be found at the gym with my ear buds in place and cranking out a training session while getting pumped with great music. Even when out for a run music is with me. During my daily subway commute. Almost no matter where I am it’s with me. It’s a part of me, and I can’t fathom a life without music in it. Even my gal is a huge music fan, and as a former singer herself in bands years ago, still holds that passion close to her heart. It’s who I am and who we are as a couple, and is one thing that does bring us closer together. Music can be uplifting and energizing, and is something that goes deeper than just having something to listen to which breaks up the silence.
Which is why I just can’t understand those people out there who do not like or care much for music. They have no specific genre of music they enjoy, or will listen to whatever is on the radio. It’s like they don’t care. The ones who really make me shake my head are those who abandon the music they loved. I have always been a die-hard metal and rock music fan. I still listen to the bands I enjoyed growing up, while also taking in the sounds of new musicians I have discovered coming from all around the planet. I just don’t get why people give up on their music. We still love going to concerts as there is nothing like the spectacle of a live performance to rock out to. The stage show, the lighting, the pyrotechnics, the over the top volume, and the audience participation. Wow – I still get excited just thinking about it!
Many times I have been asked by others in my age bracket as to why I “still listen to music like that” or they state “ I grew out of that stuff long ago” to even “I just don’t have time to listen to music anymore”. What the heck? I feel sorry for people like this who associate becoming a certain age to giving up on the things they loved. I understand that as we become older we take on more responsibilities in life – jobs, family, homes, bills, etc – but does that also mean one has to give up on life’s loves too? You see, I equate music with life. It can be described as a lifeblood the way I look at it. Without music I can not see life having much meaning past the everyday doldrums of our daily routines. I can never give up on the music I love and grew up with. It’s part of my soul. The fabric that intertwines it.
Maybe I am a bit different from many of my age. Depending on my mood and frame of mind I can listen to hard-driving rock, prog metal, mellow classic tunes, rap and hip hop, hits of the 70’s, dance, new wave and goth, doo-wop and the legends who started it all way back when, among others. You’ll even find on my iPod notables such as Johnny Cash, Elvis, Tom Jones, Sinatra to Lady GaGa, Zedd, Rob Zombie, Iron Maiden, Arch Enemy, Sabbath, The Cure, Rihanna, Shadows Fall, Depeche Mode, The Young Guns, and Queen to mix in a few names.
There is no limit to what we should or should not listen to, and it irritates me when specific factions try to dictate our listening habits. Don’t even get me started on the state of the music industry biz right now as we all know it’s kind of broken and rudderless at this point. All I know is that I choose to listen to what I enjoy, and not because some radio station music programmer shoves into our ears what they are told to promote to the masses. Music should be a choice, and one that everyone has the freedom to decide what is right for them.
That being said, I am first and foremost a Metal Head and Hard Rock music lover. Always have been and always will be. There is just something about it that attracts me. The hard-driving rhythms, the power, the aggression, the classical and operatic influences, the rebelling against the mainstream.
Yet, I am not closed-minded and appreciate many genres of music and artists that over the years have helped shape the music scene over the past decades. Relish and live in the past with no shame, but also evolve and discover something new to bop your head to and tap your feet with. Music can elicit so many emotions, whether you’re in a melancholy mood or in gleeful exuberance. There is no reason to limit oneself.
Don’t ever adhere to other’s opinions for or against music. Listen to what makes you feel right. Just tune in and rock on!
Let’s hear it readers – Music fan or not? Still listen to the music you grew up with? Is music a part of your life? Favorite band or concert?