While I usually answer these on my YouTube Channel, this is one I couldn’t do on film. It was more emotional than I’m currently comfortable sharing on camera and I also want the opportunity to go over it entirely before pushing it out there. That being said, this is going to be very train of thought, and I don’t think I’ll be able to do it justice. But I’ll try, and I won’t claim that music means more to me than it does to anyone or everyone else as we all have our own opinions and feelings. As always, differences are welcome. ❤
So, what does music mean to me?
Music is that thing that brings people together, it’s a culture. It creates and nurtures friendships across borders and oceans. One of my best friends and I were heavily involved in the music departments at our schools, and we lived in separate states, but talking about music and making music was one of our big topics when we’d catch up on the phone. Music is universal. It expresses where words alone cannot. It’s an experience. I have actually been moved to tears by a piece of music in many different genres, whether it’s the beauty of it or the emotion it evokes. It’s an experience. Nothing brings a group of people closer than making music together-whether in a choir, a band, or even sometimes in your car to your favorite song. When I’m in the car with someone, they’ll often notice I’m not making a lot of conversation. I’d rather sing and dance in the car with them. To me that’s establishing a connection beyond what any conversation can create. It’s the first thing I remember doing with my dad. It’s the first thing I remember about going around town with my mom in my car seat. It’s everything that’s beautiful in this world. It’s love. Even songs about hate or dissing have love in it. No one creates music because they hate it. It shows our endless ability to create. It’s everywhere you look. The garbage man passing by just had headphones in. Chances are he was listening to music rather than something else. Music has been considered the pinnacle of art by many. Understandably so. It’s the only auditory art and through which many visual arts are inspired. It’s the closest I’ve ever felt to any higher being. It gets me through my workout. It gets me pumped up for the day. It calms me down when I’m nervous. It can change my mood, or it can amplify it.
Before I could stand, I would hold myself up on the coffee table and tap my whole leg to the beat of a song. Music is also diverse. And in this diversity is beauty. So many genres and styles. Even one song can be diversified into different covers in different genres or styles. (I don’t use those two interchangeably.) Without music I imagine our lives would be significantly different. While inspiration may come from many things, those and that which draws upon music would be in a creative Sahara. Dance would not exist. Movies wouldn’t be nearly as moving. Fashion wouldn’t be as exciting. Music breathes life into the arts. Music is used to celebrate. It’s used to mourn. It’s used to work. It’s used for leisure. The more I write about this, the more I’m understanding why I couldn’t record this on video. Music is emotion. Music is infinite.
We are infinite.
So, what does music mean to YOU?