I remember when I was in the 6th grade and me and my best friend would dance to “Hollaback Girl” by Gwen Stefani in her basement, and then show our dance routine to her grandma. I remember when I went to my first concert with my mother, and I only went because she wanted to go; it was Madonna by the way and I was around nine.
I remember when Eminem came out with, “Love The Way You Lie” and my brother and I jammed out to it in my garage while he worked out and I sat in the sun. Music is a time machine that will constantly create more and more moments for myself to travel to. I know I am not the only one who hears artists like Coldplay, Gwen Stefani, LMFO, and is instantly taken back into a time and place.
Sometimes you remember the good moments. When I hear the song, “Black Bird” by the Beatles I think of Sunday mornings when my dad and I would listen to oldies in the car while driving to breakfast. Sometimes you remember the bad moments. When I hear, “Don’t You Remember” by Adele….. let’s just say I’m not as jolly as I usually am.
When I hear certain songs I remember when I was happy, sad, old, and young. That is the beauty of my music time machine. It takes me to anywhere I want to go at any time. I can go back to the past and relive my younger days or I can listen to current artists like Chance the Rapper, Kanye West, or Sia and simply remember moments from not too long ago.
I can constantly make new memories with different people. The best is when you have a memory with a certain person because of a song. An example would be my friend Heaven and I. Every time we hear the song, “Jealous” by Labyrinth we remember the day we sat in our dorm room getting ready to go out and listened to that song on repeat because we loved it so much.
Music is not just beats and rhythms put together and listened to on an everyday basis. Well, some songs may be like that, but music is much more than that. It can change your mood in an instant. It can take you back to a better time, or when you were in a slump, and it can change the way you think about something.
I remember when Kayne West came out with, “Stronger” and my friends performed it in our seventh grade talent show and only got third, when they should have gotten first. I remember the song that was playing before my first performance in a play. I remember the song that I cried to, that I laughed to, and that I smiled to. That’s the beauty of my music time machine.
