Growing From Music

"You cannot eat your pudding if you don't eat your meat”. Resonating through the sound waves of music . It could be defined as “old soul” or new soul because that’s what essentially defines me. What does this introspectively mean ? What quintessentially comes from selected music during my days of being a “music-head”?

Summoned to open my taste in music there came , yet, another album by PinkFLoyd. Since, I was unduly satisfied with what came before: such songs as “comfortably Numb” and other songs included in “the wall”. Like what I'm going to mention about all songs that Ive made an impression. Belonging to the idea of resonating music . It basically was “the Division Bell” introducing me to a catharsis . Moreover, an capability face people head-on during my early high school days. It made me open doors to the outside world. The world of conformity , cliques, and groups one would find travelling for the sole purpose of “getting out of one's structured cell”. In other words a medium (Pink Floyd) enabling me to better see my actual consequences from outgoing-ness. Moreover, creating an ability to foresee a future of me not only rising above the group, clique, or belonging, but to blend into the structural boundary presently , and in time marked by the semantic meaning of the two words . The two words being “division” and “bell”. In summary, the songs name doming from , as expressed, a line (division) marked by that co0exists as structural bounds and a functional improvement (receiving my Degree ). As well as the name “bell”. This, of course, semantically meaning something big from improvements. A deeply renowned impetus causing me to be not only aware of the circumstances (a solid chance for improvement). And that resonating sound reflecting from the past and to hear it inevitably carried on into the present. A present circumstance starting my silver-linings in High School.

“Freedom”. This statement marks the words of the Braveheart –song. A theme elaborating, discussing a an expression of not only love held in a doubtful culture: A description of war coming from an undecided fate for my undecided future career. Meticulously , a stagnate doubt yearning to be released and recognized as an advancing certainty. That’s what can be reflected symbolically from this music (The Braveheart Theme Song). Of course, the “love” based merely on an unconditional result coming from the echoes of proactivity and discovery. Ultimately, its love (sounding through the bagpipes ) that conquers a derived upon hate coming from the concept of War. Nevertheless, a clinging onto its resulting idea in which love is peace ; and, reciprocally, peace is love. Why, did the music have to be so representative of these duties? Why were there no lyrics in order to lift the song into newly explored heights? That’s it! Represented was a visual affinity , affection to that culturally exhibited music coming from the Celtic Bagpipes.

Is it true one gets an ample chance to make up for an unintentional , “screwed-up” mistake? Well, isn't this reaction a marking of utilitarian world in which happiness for the greatest amount of people comes from actions backed by an affinity towards rewarding consequences.

There I stood . Essentially, idle as any college student living in a undefined , certain fate. Nevertheless, a developing skill base , as well as succeeding by way of marked trends . Id no where to go. A foreshadowing defining all given moment s. An awareness becoming a magical bliss. One with the environment due to the fact that’s all that should be. A connection with music enabling me to make that “big-step” forward and not that “small step”. A recognition that no one should be treated unequally as the Scotts were. Moreover, a treating of me with a newly discovered disability.

I eventually graduate from high school and was accepted into a renowned , affluent college known a Boston University. DIs I have high expectations? Did I have any lingering doubts about succeeding. I needed some emotional release from the rising heat I experience in school. Therefore, I turned up the music. What did I intuitively find? Well, id found a song that would provide an emotional release. A song that with my intentions, would utilitarianly unite everyone within my cross-roads. “So, be it” It was my only friends during college which would react to me listening to this music. More clearly, a genre of music that faded away. A form of music prominent during the 70’s when people were dancing quite frequently. Did this result of listening prompt me to aide in my reaching out for support? By playing this music, was there an “inner-voice” that wanted to be heard?

The “dancing -queen” by Abba, as I recall, would be played randomly during times of doubt. What it did is going to surprise the reader! IT helped me to be magically in touch with inner self (oneness with the structural bounds of friendships which could go any such way as long as Dancing Queen was being played). An awakening existed which brought me a passion with dancing. This satiating form would carry me freely as an alternative to a crisis. A mere crisis coming from stress and “writer's -block” accompanying me living completely independent far, far away from my other friends: my family in Plattsburgh, N.Y. From the outside-to-inside look, gave my friends a better idea of whom I was. Most importantly, it gave me a driving character . A character lost in the moment to beautiful, uplifting music. Music which would permit accompanying dancing as long as it was freely accepted . A known catharsis to the people I was close to because , I've to admit. I absolutely lived by my standards . Relatively, Id let surrounding others make their choice about me and my dancing type of music-”dancing queen”.

“Titanium” by David Guetta was a high-reaching “hit”. People evidently belonging to poor backgrounds, prejudiced minorities, and people like me. Me having an affinity for this eye-opening , cathartic, and story-telling music.

Where would one be without the music b y Rhiana (the richest person on Earth), Moby, or Paul Oakenfold? Was it transcendental? Was this music correlatingly reaching heights with my development as a person? Not exactly. Instead, what I achieved from listening to this music was an enabling capability to conquer fear by listening to music. As most recipients of the music would agree. More specifically,” it hit a note” as a God-given skill. A given medium bringing a person into an avid imagination of “wishful thinking”. Am imaginative way out of what negativity would be constantly experienced. Isn't this transcendental? Isn't this the type of music inducing a self-reflecting autonomous being? No, it was by this music would these poorly represented group thrive by comforting change, as well as a growth. A revealing ability to code into society so they could achieve while experiencing a conflicting (negative) support system.