Melodic Memories (All About Music)

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Product:	All About Music
Date:	10/10/01 (0 review reads)
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I 'm not too sure what I am going to put in this opinion as such, so bear with me, but I have felt drawn to this category for a while.

I love a lot of music. I have to listen to music. When I first moved to university I had no stereo and was practically pulling my hair out.

If I had to choose between a old tape and a new CD, the old tape would win everytime. Yeah yeah, poorer quality, but every bit of music I own reminds me of a day, time , place or person.

I have been told that I use music as a form of carthasis. I guess I do. I have two plastic boxes full of tapes I can't bear to throw out.

I have come to realise the important role music plays in my life.

I have tried to play various instruments, with little success. I am bereft of the Welsh vocal ability of folklore and coal mines. But still , but still.

When I find a lyric that I identify with or a melody that I adore, it is almost like falling in love. I want to hear that song again and again.

I envy a person who can hold a tune as gently as a flower. I admire the ability to share an emotion so distinctly.

Following my recent problems with depression. I came to acknowlege that although catharsis can be good, it can also highlight all the blackness in my charcoaled self and so I have made a concerted effort to surround myself with artists who make me feel womanly and alive.

I have also come to realise that nature has a music all of her own. Sometimes I just sit in the garden snd listen to the birds and the trees and feel refeshed. (No I don't hug the trees)

I have also become aware that certain artists lower my mood or make me think of painful events. My friends laugh when I say that Radiohead are banned from my flat, but as much as I adore them, they are because they ease me into the greyness of lost love and sad days.

I also cannot listen to Rainy days and Mondays for the same reason... Scoff
if you will, but I have realised that my love for music can also be bad for me.

Next time you are tempted to put on your melancholy music, think again.

Another thing I really love about music is that it is such a fluid beast. People go on about certain types of music not being music, but in fact music is something for everyone.

I once got asked if I had to choose another disability what would I least like it to be. (Yes, it was one of those late night, early morning what if's) and I shuddered at the thought of never hearing music again.

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