Music: A True Time Machine
Music holds a very special place in my heart, it’s something I’ve always been close to and has allowed me to escape and imagine ever since I was a young kid. I love the way it can lift a mood or make a movie scene great, but why I really think music is magical is because it can transport me back in time.
We all have a favorite era, or genre or specific kind of music that always hits home; for me it’s the 90’s/early 2000’s. Is it because the music was superior then, or there was some kind of music revolution? I really don’t think so. What I do believe is when I hear a Nirvana song, or a Green Day song or even a Britney Spears song it instantly takes me to a place of pure joy, a place of temporary euphoria.
I think the reason my mom almost cries when she hears a Petula Clark song or anything from that era, is because “Downtown” momentarily transports her back to when she was a 7 year old girl, and she was having a picnic with her parents and little brother; the smell of grass and laughter overwhelmed her senses. Music somehow has the power to pull a memory out of nowhere.
When I hear “Lightning Crashes” by Live it reminds me of 1995 when my dad asked if I wanted to go for a cruise on a beautiful Sunday morning. The wind blowing in my face, my brother in the backseat and my absolute inability to stay awake in the car, because I was so relaxed. I heard the song on the radio the other day and for a moment, I felt the same way I did in 1995.
I can go on forever but what I’m trying to convey is the absolute magic in music that’s able to tie sound to memory. Why don’t I particularly love 70’s music like someone else might is not because of lack of quality or understanding, but the importance of the memory attached to that song, which I just don’t have.
I’m not claiming to have figured out anything revolutionary here, I’m merely voicing a thought I’ve had for a long time, and trying to explore how far I can go with it.
Growing up, music was always something everyone in my household could connect with; is that why I’ve always felt so inspired to create my own? No matter what madness was going on, it always seemed to make things better. My obsession with making music came from such a place of purity, not money, not girls, just the utter joy of putting music out and having people sing back with me; just like I used to with my old CD’s and my discman.
The creation of my own songs is intimately tied to my own experiences and surely an unconscious reflection of what I’ve always loved to listen to. But the beauty about it, and what I’m starting to understand, is music has so much less to do with it’s literal sounds and meaning and more to do with the potential memories it can be attached to.
There are billions of people on this earth with billions of thoughts and potential memories. Music will never go out of style, and any style will never go out of music. My voice, my lyrics and my music are nothing but a potential vessel to maybe help carry a beautiful memory back to the future.
That’s why I make music, and knowing how important reliving those moments of temporary time travel euphoria is all I really need to keep going.
I normally write about heavier subject matter and it sometimes feels overwhelming if it isn’t coming naturally. So that’s why I wanted to write about something true to my heart, something that brings me instant joy when I might need it.
I know you have a song just like what I’m talking about, and why not take this opportunity to blast your speakers, or your headphones, or car stereo (I hope you’re not reading this in the car) and jam out that special song, or that special album.
I’d love for you to share your song in the comments section! I named “Lightning Crashes” by Live but “Hypnotize” by Notorious B.I.G. and “Dammit” by Blink-182 also transport me in seconds.
Time travel is real, just a little different than how we saw Marty McFly do it!