For me, music has and always will be a big part of my life. I've played instruments since I was little. I've danced since I was little. I'm the girl who sings even when she doesn't sound good...in the car, at work, anywhere really. You can use it to convey lots of emotions. It can make you want to jump around and dance, sing, or celebrate. It can make a workout a whole lot easier. It can also make you want to cry, or at the same time comfort you. As I've said for before, sometimes it seems like a song is meant just for you.
On a recent episode of Glee, Rachel has a hard time writing a song, because she isn't able to reach down far enough into herself. Until she experiences true pain, she doesn't find the right lyrics and emotion to really get that good song. I think this is why I love music so much. Because it's real. Because it's people's real experiences and emotions. Whether happy or sad, fun or heartbreaking...a truly good and lasting song usually comes from a real place in the writer or singers heart, or whatever you want to call it.
I think this is also why on numerous occasions I turn to music when I'm having a hard time. Or possibly why I'll burst into tears during a song in the car during these times. Like recently during this song:
Lady Antebellum - Need You Now
I've always loved this song. But I think hearing a song at a certain point in your life has a different effect on you. Yet another reason I love music. It can change meanings at different times too. It can also bring back certain memories. I guess that can sometimes be bad.
Anyway, this song yet again describes exactly how I felt the other night. It's like all the hurt that I'm feeling, someone else already felt when they wrote this song. The line "I wonder if I ever cross your mind" will not stop going through my head...and I cannot sleep. Of course this relates a little bit to my post "say what you need to say". This all sounds very vague, I know, but I just don't want to throw the whole story out there. I just use this place to get my feelings out enough that I feel a little better. But I think almost everybody could relate to this lyric. Hasn't everybody wondered that at some point? It hurts and it's just slightly stressful.
If you hadn't noticed I've been having one of those "bad weeks". Lots of confusing stuff going on...I'm hoping things will get figured out soon, but until then I guess I will just continue to sing in the car at the stop of my lungs and have a good cry when I need it. After all, the artist wrote the song for other people to either enjoy or to sympathize with right? And since when does a good cry not just make you feel a little better every once in a while?