I was reminded today of the magic of music. Its ability to transport you to a memory, its capability of making you happy or sad and its potential to make you forget everything around you, sometimes even where you are. Check anyone’s playlist and I’ll guarantee there’s a playlist for workouts, for relaxing, for motivating, for love and if you’re like me a happy playlist and an excellent crying playlist!
Sometimes music is the distraction we need to help boost our mood and sometimes it’s the catalyst for those tears we have been trying to suppress. I’m sure everyone can relate to hearing a song that literally carries you back to a time, a place, a person or a moment where you completely lose yourself in that memory and the emotions it triggers. On these emotive occasions it’s not surprising to find tears running down your cheeks or a smile plastered on your face and that my friends, is the gift of music.
I’m a music lover and I listen to a variety of genres. Being an 80’s teenager I do have a special place in my heart for 80’s music, I am particularly fond of a good love song and I’m also partial to belting that tune out with no singing ability whatsoever. A bit of I will always love you, I can’t help falling in love with you, ti amo, true colours, someone like you, all of me, dancing on my own and of course total eclipse of the heart. If I could attach a small recording of myself singing you all a little medley I would..
If I could sit and listen to someone play a guitar for hours on end I would. Someone who has the gift to play a musical instrument really well should forever harness that gift because it is truly a blessing.
I walk everyday and I always have my headphones on, with my workout playlist of course. The thing with this however, is you sometimes get lost in the moment and this happened today. After my walk I went to the supermarket and as I was deciding on what dark chocolate I was going to treat myself with, I got a tap on the shoulder. Turning around I flipped my headphones off to see a bemused man looking at me! Was an article of my clothing not right? Did I have toilet paper attached to my shoe? Nope he just wanted to advise that apparently I had been singing quite loudly in isle 3. I’m sure you are all wondering what song I was entertaining my fellow shoppers with?! Well in my very best voice I was singing, maybe better described as screeching Foo Fighters Best of You and it seems nobody was getting the best of me!
This won’t stop any future singing out loud as I find listening to and singing incredibly therapeutic, regardless of the fact that I am tone deaf. Music is a blessing and a gift and everyone would have those songs, you know the ones, that can change your mood in an instant. They can remind you of someone long gone. A moment in time that holds a heartfelt emotion. Or just revs you up and gets you moving. Some days it’s the music we want and some days it’s the lyrics we need. Either way music and lyrics find their way into the secret places of the soul.
Remember the Queen that you are and sing out loud and proud like nobody is listening whenever you want!