Something else I find interesting is music. It moves you.
Literally? Maybe, but most definitely emotionally. Listen to a soft love song
and follow it up with a fiery rock song. Your mind shifts with the sounds of
the melodies, changing from a completely relaxed mindset to one that seems to
scream, “Get away from me before I kill you.” Follow that up with one of those
techno European hits and you will surely find yourself dancing the night away,
without a care in the world.
I’ve kind of come to the conclusion that you subconsciously
choose a song to fit your mood of specifically that time. Ever say to yourself
as a new song comes on, “I’m not really in the mood for this”? Sure you have,
just as everyone else has. Have you ever asked yourself why? I believe the
answer’s simple. Somebody who’s getting ready to compete in a sporting event
isn’t going to find themselves listening to Luther Vandros. Likewise, you most
definitely will not walk into a nursing home and find the elderly rocking out
to Disturbed, besides someone’s totally awesome grandpop who wears his hair in
a mohawk.
When I write, I enjoy listening to Linkin Park specifically.
My writings are a bit on the depressing side most times, and their music
happens to fit that style perfectly. Not necessarily their beats and
instrumentals, but mostly their lyrics. If they aren’t able to get the job
done, Drake normally does the trick. And by Drake I mean the album Drake, not
the Drake you hear on the radio talking about money, cars, and clothes like the
rest of the rapper wanna-be’s. The Drake I like to listen to raps about the
tough times in life involving emotions and relationships. Corny, I know, but
hey it’s my opinion.
