Thursday, April 23, 2009
The Soundtrack of My Life
“Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.”
~Victor Hugo
Everyone in this world has something, at least one thing that they are most passionate about. I have many things I happen to love and feel strongly about but my most important thing is music. Music is the love of my life and I think it always has and always will be. Music is universal and has many different dimensions. It is a form of art that is adored far and wide and has always been around. Music can do so much. It can soothe the soul that is in pain. It can be mood altering. It understands the joy that one feels when in love. After all, most songs are about just that, love gained, love lost, or unrequited love.
She was twenty-two. She was a sweet girl who loved life, and all that it comprised of. She had friends, her parents were great, offered her everything they could, she had good grades, and was beautiful too. But the one thing she was missing was someone to love and cherish, for she felt lonely and did not know what was wrong. Until the day she met the love of her life, and everything seemed perfect after that. Nothing could have ruined her mood, and all she seemed to do was spend time with this new boy that she had always dreamed of that had finally found her. She would always listen to the radio, any station really and she would find songs that would make her even happier.
Over the years my taste in music has changed. I watch home videos of myself when I was a kid of about four and five years old and see myself dancing to the likes of the Gypsy Kings and the song that was very popular in the late eighties, “Lambada” by Kaoma. By the time that I was a pre-teen, at eleven and twelve years old, I loved the Backstreet Boys and Britney Spears as well as other pop artists. Then when I was a young teen and going through my, what I now call, “I hate life” phase, I was mainly listening to hard rock bands such as Pantera and Metallica. Over the years following that phase that I do not like to reminisce about, I started to listen to other things too, such as Sarah Brightman and Shania Twain while recently I have been mainly into the new trend of techno and hip hop. While my music tastes have obviously changed over the years, my love for it all has still remained. I am a faithful music lover and this I know will always remain the same.
The years passed, wonderfully with him, they got married when she was twenty-eight and had graduated from her master’s program. On their wedding day, she wore the most beautiful dress, and looked like a princess straight out of a fairy tale book. It was the most perfect and special day of her life, as it should be for a girl, her wedding day, and their song was “Your Love is My Love” By Whitney
Houston. It was a song she had always loved ever since she had first heard it, and knowing how Whitney Houston was one of her favorite artists of all time, she knew it was the right song for her and her new husband. Thankfully, he agreed.
~Victor Hugo
Everyone in this world has something, at least one thing that they are most passionate about. I have many things I happen to love and feel strongly about but my most important thing is music. Music is the love of my life and I think it always has and always will be. Music is universal and has many different dimensions. It is a form of art that is adored far and wide and has always been around. Music can do so much. It can soothe the soul that is in pain. It can be mood altering. It understands the joy that one feels when in love. After all, most songs are about just that, love gained, love lost, or unrequited love.
She was twenty-two. She was a sweet girl who loved life, and all that it comprised of. She had friends, her parents were great, offered her everything they could, she had good grades, and was beautiful too. But the one thing she was missing was someone to love and cherish, for she felt lonely and did not know what was wrong. Until the day she met the love of her life, and everything seemed perfect after that. Nothing could have ruined her mood, and all she seemed to do was spend time with this new boy that she had always dreamed of that had finally found her. She would always listen to the radio, any station really and she would find songs that would make her even happier.
Over the years my taste in music has changed. I watch home videos of myself when I was a kid of about four and five years old and see myself dancing to the likes of the Gypsy Kings and the song that was very popular in the late eighties, “Lambada” by Kaoma. By the time that I was a pre-teen, at eleven and twelve years old, I loved the Backstreet Boys and Britney Spears as well as other pop artists. Then when I was a young teen and going through my, what I now call, “I hate life” phase, I was mainly listening to hard rock bands such as Pantera and Metallica. Over the years following that phase that I do not like to reminisce about, I started to listen to other things too, such as Sarah Brightman and Shania Twain while recently I have been mainly into the new trend of techno and hip hop. While my music tastes have obviously changed over the years, my love for it all has still remained. I am a faithful music lover and this I know will always remain the same.
The years passed, wonderfully with him, they got married when she was twenty-eight and had graduated from her master’s program. On their wedding day, she wore the most beautiful dress, and looked like a princess straight out of a fairy tale book. It was the most perfect and special day of her life, as it should be for a girl, her wedding day, and their song was “Your Love is My Love” By Whitney
Houston. It was a song she had always loved ever since she had first heard it, and knowing how Whitney Houston was one of her favorite artists of all time, she knew it was the right song for her and her new husband. Thankfully, he agreed.
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