Most of us enjoy music of some kind in life. No matter the genre of music we all tend to have a favorite. Something that brings what it is we are feeling to the surface in the most amazing way.

For me music is life. I grew up listening to country music most of my young life as it was my mother’s music of choice. As I grew up I found myself drifting towards pop\boybands (the 90’s were great) as other kids in school and my sisters did, but I quickly grew to love punk and rock music as a young teen\adult.

Most 90’s punk\rock music is full of angry emotions screamed out for everyone to hear with no shame and well at that age I could completely relate to almost everything I was listening to.

I had this connection to the music that made that hairs on my body stand up. The depths of my soul could be reached with a few well thought out lyrics and one hell of a guitar rift.

I would often lay in bed with my headphones on blasting my angry music imagining myself repeating the lyrics to whomever I felt needed to hear it at the time. I quickly discovered how much music could hit the soul on all levels of emotion not just anger. Sadness, love, loss and everything in between.

I had ( well have) this habit where my music choices tend to reflect my mood almost completely. If I am feeling sad I listen to the music that brings all that sad to the surface all those songs that break my heart with ease.

I am like this with most of my moods. You can almost always accurately detect my mood by the music I am listening to. If you listen carefully you can learn so much about who I am and what I am feeling all wrapped up in a melody that touches the part of me even I can’t seem to reach.

“How is it that music can, without words, evoke our laughter, our fears, our highest aspirations?” ― Jane Swan