Wednesday, November 16, 2011

The sound of music

Ever since I bought my first cassette (Eddie Grant's Killer on the Rampage) at age 12 I have been an avid music consumer. When I say avid I mean that it consumes my life. I cannot be doing anything without listening to music. Any kind of music. Try me.

I worked in a record store as a teen for 4 years which was the most amazing job for a phonofile like me. I was able to listen to music at work, to and from work on my walkman and at home on my ghetto blaster. Any play copies that were not acceptable, which meant mainstream, went home with me. I have collected over 500 cassettes, which I still have in a box in my parent's garage. Not sure what to do with them, haven't searched for a viable solution for digitizing them. I also have over 500 compact disks that are in ten boxes in my bedroom which I keep saying I will digitize. Now I basically download anything and everything. I'm a music hoarder. Even now I listen to music all day, in bed, in the living room, walking around the city, on the TTC and even at work (when I have a job).

Music is an escape and helps me focus on the tasks at hand. I totally get how teenagers today can have music, TV and social media all going while they are working on school work. Technology has made it essential and unavoidable to multitask and music just makes things more tolerable. I get so excited when I find a song with lyrics that sum up my exact feelings about a life situation I have or am currently going through. And if the song makes me tap my feet or bob my head, all the better. The sound of music is sweeter to me than silence, silence kills my soul.

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