I'll admit it. Music helps me through the day. I constantly have music playing. In my car or at my desk - I live for music. It helps guide me, hold me, and in some cases - talk me off the ledge.
Just the other day I ran the gamut on musical genres. My initial musical quest was let loose by the basic need to soothe the savage beast within.
I needed to play some kind of violent game. I wanted to be the terror that made my Sims go running. If I could have played "Death" I would have. And I would have enjoyed myself immensely. While I imagined terrible things I was planning to do to my Sims, I also knew I needed loud, aggressive music piped directly into my ears. If I could've gotten that straight from the band itself (like plug their guitar output directly into my ears), it would have been better, but I'd be happy with just cranking my Ipod to 11.
I played and banged my head. Ax7, Rob Zombie, Limp Bizkit (Break Stuff is a fave), Escape the Fate, Nugent, Ozzy, Tool, Alice in Chains.
It wasn't long before I wanted music that I could sing to. Not just growl with. I wanted to not torture my Sims but maybe just cause some general mayhem on Burn Out. I switched games and plugged in White Stripes, MCR, George Thorogood, Eric Clapton, Aerosmith, Boston, Cage the Elephant, The Who, Led Zep.
Not long after that musical interlude I found my foot tapping and there might even be a smile lurking in the not too far distant future.
I was done with games and felt recharged. Knowing full well that it was a fine line between moving on from the dreck I came home with or crashing back into obscenity laden sputtering, finger pointing and scowls.
With my Ipod safely tucked into my pocket, I removed myself from the gaming arena and moved on to the kitchen. I was ready to join society again bit by bit. I was ready to create rather than destroy. My tunes were set to sing. I was ready to sing along.
I played my tunes and sang along. I cooked and smiled. I joked and teased. I joined normal society. I felt human again. There's nothing like Grateful Dead, Yes, Beatles, Pink Floyd to put the icing on your musical cake.
Music helps me. Helps me move to the next level. Not usually going up a notch in aggression, but lowers it. Eases it. Allows me to rage and then calm down. All within the safety of my own home.
ps - Starship Trooper
7 comments:
Music can work magic on our feelings. I know I feel great after screaming MCR songs at the top of my lungs.
It's cathartic screaming the lyrics and laughing at the same time. I guess it's good to go nuts sometimes.
Nuts is always good ^_^
Oh god, I would never sing in front of anyone. I only ever sing daft stuff to my cockatiel or to Amelie in front of people. I never sing things people could recognise and realise how bad I am LOL.
LOL your boy is not at your favourite stage right now. Yeah, but once it's over, you'll still look back on this stage with a smile too.
I know what you mean, I sometimes miss that she's not a baby, but it's better that she can do things. I'm lovin this stage and hoping the next stage never comes even though I know I'll love that too.
You're right, it's so cute when they figure out how to do something. Friday, she figured out she could take my pizza. She climbed onto me reached across and in one fast swoop had scooped all the cheese off my last slice and rammed it into her mouth. My sis was crying with laughing saying "oh Amelie, you are the only person in the world who can get away with that". Too true LOL.
Aw, you will so miss him when he moves out. Every time he makes you crazy, just picture how quiet it'll be if he's not there, then growl under your breath like Marge Simpson hahah ^_^
I think we all do that driving thing. I remember when my friend learned to drive and we'd drive around endlessly. I remember getting lost somewhere near Manchester airport. this was the days before satnav and what kind of loser needs a map anyway LOL.
I hope you enjoyed your Chinese, it'll be pizza day tomorrow, can't wait.
LOL, thanks for the pizza smell-o-vision. I'm drooling as we speak.
I hope that you are over your stomach bug, I hate those. You never really lose enough weight to make it worthwhile.
Good luck with the storm, I hope it blows over you guys. Get shopping for your goodies, draw the curtains, lay under your duvet and watch a good film.
Take care xx
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