If I play my music loud enough maybe I’ll feel something

1st February 2019

Often I find myself drowning in a world of soft melodies and heavy beats. The symphony of my heart playing through twist, worn headphones. My reality of this world tethered to an upbeat chorus in a song. Soulful minors and majors that dance and spill out cheerful chords and smiles. I always thought music played a big influence in my life, from the first song I learnt all the lyrics to (Replay- Iyaz) to the first rap a much younger me managed to conquer (Airplanes- B.O.B ft Haley Williams). So many important memories and eras are defined in my life by the music I was listening to; the playlist we’d listen to on the winding roads to Derby, the party tunes of the early 2000 which shaped my childhood. To now, the impressive rifs of electric guitars, heavy base and synth. The intoxicating potion of modern rock, alternative and Indie, the songs that I stayed up all night listening to, the songs that have me courage. The songs that gave me strength and gold medals, the songs that carried me through the dark days and the ones that made me cry quietly in my room.

I go through phases with songs, every week I have a new favourite, but there’s always constants, the runs and belting (What a catch, Donnie- FOB); the melodic piano, passionate lyrics and heartache (Addict with a pen- Tøp); the irate mood and the thunderous lyrics that create a masterpiece( Bruises- Transviolet). These are just a few of the songs that have carried through every dark day and night, kept the world spinning while mine stuttered to a stop, prevented the walls caving in on me. I will forever be eternally grateful.

Music has and always will be a constant in my life, for every concert I go to is a reminder of all the joy and happiness I can possess. Whether it be hundred, or thousands or tens of thousand people in one room, one beating heart, shouting the lyrics of the songs that are part of you, all in unity. One heart, one beat, one song. The artist glowing on stage, grinning, shining pride, watching a million people sing the songs that saved them right back. It’s like coming home into loving arms, a warm embrace. Live bouncing off the walls, sweat and stress forgotten, just eternal joy. That’s the power of music, it’s the best drug in the world, the best therapy. It’s eternal warmth and tears and emotion locked in one moment of time. It’s everything I ever needed.

With love, always

-Hope xx