At first I was thinking, "This playlist is making me feel stupid."
But then I simply stopped thinking.
The smooth-brained wonder of hearing "Moves Like Jagger" for the *nth time - music as anesthetic. I hear this song. I feel nothing. "Passionfruit," literally three times in a row. There's nothing left to feel, they squeezed all the feeling out.
No more thought.
While I love lots of music and have created way too many playlists, I always get fixated on the same five songs during a period of time, before inevitably finding new ones to be attached to (and āretiringā the previous ones into the void of my Spotify liked list). I used to think it was a strange way to listen to music, especially since I can be so obsessed with a select # of songs and then just forget they exist, or only revisit years later. But when I do go back, or hear the songs play out in the wild, itās so cathartic and bittersweet. I can remember the exact chapter of my life, how I was feeling at the time/what I was going through, and it reminds me how much time has passed and all the experiences Iāve had/the various people Iāve met (temporary or not). I can remember and feel the feelings, and then just allow it to fade back into the background. I doubt Iām the only one listening to music this way, but if thatās not you, itās a sentimental outlook to lean into!
not a rec for depeche mode, but a rallying call for the beauty of silent mode.
i am a headphones in, world out girl.
rise and shine, i dial into a little classical or jazz. hop in the shower, and i'm crooning to 80s ballads. the kitchen beckons me for dinner, and blood orange sets the scene. time for bed? i dial it down with studio ghibli film soundtracks or some brown noise.
Yet today, i decided to go on a run without headphones (!)
As daunting as that felt, once i was in the swing of my run, i was having the best time! i was paying more attention to my surroundings, present in my body, oogling at all the blossoms in bloom and partaking in some much needed thoughts and feelings admin!
listening to music is an intentional act, yet with widened access to music via streaming services, and music discovery assigned to algorithm rather than humans (ai dj, "curated mixes"), it is so easy to consume what's fed to us, or put something on for "background noise", rather than taking in the artistry of so many musicians!
but yeah, tl;dr the next time you connect that bluetooth speaker, or plug in that aux, know that your soundtrack can also be your own existance ! how enthralling !
I tend to think āstarving artistā refers to someone so engrossed in their work that they forget to eat. Not that Iād call myself an artist. But I do forget to eat. Thatās when I reach for the #1 choice snack of toddlers everywhere: a tube of indiscriminate goo.