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Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Love Songs

Except for when I was a child and listened and liked everything I heard on the radio (like all children); I have never, until recently, enjoyed love songs. During my teenage years and most of my twenties, I couldn't stand love songs. I thought they were vapid and shallow and for people who didn't understand real music or real emotion.
It wasn't until recently that I finally understood. Love songs became the majority of music I found myself listening to. I discovered that I was the one who was vapid, shallow, and with no understanding of true emotion.
I've discovered that love entails a lot of distress, a lot of pain, and a lot of crying. For some peeps, this leads to anger, frustration and depression. For others, it leads to happiness, understanding, and enlightenment. The feeling of love is being alive and living. One does not have to be in love with another person; it's really about whatever makes you happiest. Music, as an art form, is subject to interpretation by the receiving audience, with guidance from the artist. As such, a simple love song takes on far deeper connotations; metaphors and similes can burst out and take on new meanings.
Knowing this, I walk the streets of my city and see so many dead people. Zombies who live day to day, struggling desperately not to feel any pain - but in so doing, they end up not feeling anything but dull melancholic sadness.
But I also see those who have what I want to achieve for myself; passion, joy, happiness. And this makes me smile. It makes me want to be a better person. It makes me happy. It brings me home.

And don't worry, I will be back to write fire and brimstone reviews of shit-stain bands and the dreck of society once again. Maybe I'll throw in an interview or two as well. The old da trux hasn't gone completely soft - in fact, in some ways, he's even harder than before. Go ahead, make fun of me for liking love songs. You're missing out.

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