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Musical Masochism
Aug. 20th, 2004 10:20 amOf all the things that I've tried and taken, music has changed me or opened my mind the most.
It swings my mood, it makes me think, it opens doors in my mind and lets my subconcious spring to the fore. It bypasses quality control and makes me just dance regardless of who or where or what is around and that state, at least for me, just dancing because. With the music. In the music. As the music shakes and twists you... is a small chocolate flecked slice of nirvana.
I never really listened much to music until I'd gone to secondary school, until then the delights of ABBA and The Wombles Christmas Album were enough for me, my mind was fixed in creativity from physical things, lego, toy soldiers, snow castles and whatnot. Even then when my first musical interest, in the golden days of the 80's, was Dire Straits with a smattering of Jean Michele Jarre. The 80's mostly passed me by until I realised what I'd missed.
Then it was time for sixth form and the grace of goth and indy hit me.
The Cure, the Sisters, Carter USM and Spacemen 3 (Anyone have an album?) were all hurled at my unsuspecting brain and something started to stir, it began to wake up and take over where my body and brain had formerly been in control.
Then it was all over and I was off to a new world of university, t'was a time for RAWK.
Time passes, lemons roll and I find myself listening to music, anywhere up to 10 years ago I would have said, "What the feck is that?"
Life eh?
It swings my mood, it makes me think, it opens doors in my mind and lets my subconcious spring to the fore. It bypasses quality control and makes me just dance regardless of who or where or what is around and that state, at least for me, just dancing because. With the music. In the music. As the music shakes and twists you... is a small chocolate flecked slice of nirvana.
I never really listened much to music until I'd gone to secondary school, until then the delights of ABBA and The Wombles Christmas Album were enough for me, my mind was fixed in creativity from physical things, lego, toy soldiers, snow castles and whatnot. Even then when my first musical interest, in the golden days of the 80's, was Dire Straits with a smattering of Jean Michele Jarre. The 80's mostly passed me by until I realised what I'd missed.
Then it was time for sixth form and the grace of goth and indy hit me.
The Cure, the Sisters, Carter USM and Spacemen 3 (Anyone have an album?) were all hurled at my unsuspecting brain and something started to stir, it began to wake up and take over where my body and brain had formerly been in control.
Then it was all over and I was off to a new world of university, t'was a time for RAWK.
Time passes, lemons roll and I find myself listening to music, anywhere up to 10 years ago I would have said, "What the feck is that?"
Life eh?
