A year ago, I remember sitting in my dorm room on my bed, crying. I was crying over a test I had just failed. I was crying over a boy that just broke my heart for the second time. I thought to myself, "I am the ugliest crier, why am I even crying?" All I could hear was the sound of music coming from the living room but I had ignored it through my tear filled eyes and quivering chin. When I stopped crying, I heard the line "and you're the only thing that's going on in my mind, taking over my life a second time" and in that moment I knew it was a sign. I had been crying over a boy that broke my heart for the second time and this lyric was telling me that even though the flame of him burns me over and over again, I still go back. That I could be in a room full of people, but he is the only one on my mind and the second time he took over my life was when I gave him that second chance. This lyric was from a band that soon became one of my favorites-- The 1975. I soon found myself dancing around my room with dry eyes when just a minute ago I had been sobbing, thinking my world was over. In the moments that I was dancing to the song "UGH" by The 1975, I realized that I was dancing to forget about him, I was dancing to forget about the pain, I was dancing to simply just forget and it worked.
How was it that just one simple lyric or song could change my whole perspective about someone who meant the world to me one minute and then the next I couldn't stand them?
It's because music is art. It's because these artists and bands create music about what they are feeling in hopes for others to relate to the lyrics which has had such a successful impact on others.
Why is it that it takes a song lyric to tell us that we shouldn't keep going back to the ones that hurt us? Why it is that it takes a song lyric to show us that we are more worthy than what we give ourselves credit for? It's because music speaks louder than our silence screams; music saves us-- The 1975 saved me.
Two weeks ago I found myself driving all over the city listening to music after a rough day of college classes and work, and it seemed as though the entire world was against me that night. What better to get your mind off things than a night drive with music blasting? As I was flipping through my Sirius XM Satellite Radio channels in my car, I stopped on "Hits 1." I told myself that if I heard Ariana Grande or Rhianna and Drake one more time, I was shutting my radio off. Just when I went to switch the channel after I heard the end of Too Good I heard the lyrics "you're cold and I burn, I guess I'll never learn." All I thought to myself was there must be music Gods out there or something because their lyrics spoke to me just when I needed it. Once again The 1975 saved me.
On November 11, I will give a simple thank you to The 1975 for their music by being apart of the crowd at their concert at Eastern Michigan University at 7 p.m. On the way there, I know I will find myself listening to not one but all of their songs while singing my lungs out because I have been waiting to see them since last year. We all have something that saves us whether it's friends, writing, nature, movies, etc.-- I thank The 1975 for saving me from heartbreak, stress, my inner demons, and knowing that I am not alone in the world. I will be apart of their tour this year and so should you because life is too short to drink crappy coffee and cry over boys who don't care-- life is too short not buy their tickets and have a night of infiniteness. I danced to The 1975 to forget him, find something that makes you forget, too.
