Why I Love Rock Music?

Why I Love Rock Music?

Since I was in 8th grade, I have been listening to this kind of music.

As a person who is always asked about my music taste-- because this is mainly how people in my generation connect with one another- people are always surprised by the fact that I am into Rock music. Rock music meaning bands like Bring Me The Horizon, Asking Alexandria and Bad Omens. If you are not familiar with these bands or up to date on your rock let me fill you in. These bands are considered Heavy Metal with moments of screaming and songs that are sung like children’s lullabies.

Since I was in 8th grade, I have been listening to this kind of music. It started with a bored afternoon poking around YouTube. As a child, my parents always told me to listen to Rap or Hip-Hop which did have swearing words and vulgar language so I did. Accidently, I listened to Black Veil Brides’ Knives and Pens ( and have never regretted it.) This song was raw to me and unlike anything I have ever seen. After hours of listening to similar songs, I fell in love with their songs, the lyrics and the community that was built around it. Although, I do not listen to Black Veil Brides anymore, their original songs (pre-2013) are the reasons I fell in love. Black Veil Brides on YouTube is often connected to Asking Alexandria and Bring Me The Horizon.

I kept seeing the same video related to Black Veil Brides music videos which happened to be Asking Alexandria’s The Final Episode. It was an immediate love-- and they happened to be the very first concert I attended in 2016. I still listen to them because their music is real and they have never changed. They are all about being yourself and that is what I love. The band members are close with each other in a familial way and that makes their chemistry all the better.

That is the same with Bring Me The Horizon-- instant love-- from hearing Chelsea Smile. I recently found out about Bad Omens at Asking Alexandria’s 10 Years in the Black tour. Their music made me dance and mouth the words like I have heard the songs 1,000 times before. This and the fact that I connected with the lyrics by hearing them once, made me fall in love with them

I have often been told that I am Black and I should not be listening to this kind of music. That Rock is White people music, but how can music that makes me relax, feel like I am okay and that I belong not be for me because of my race. This does not change the way I feel about the music that I listen to. Everyone has their own individual taste in music and race should have no factor. My taste in music is still developing and I listen to whatever gives me goosebumps and send chills down my spine. I think for anyone who has been told they cannot listen to something-- because of race, gender or anything-- you should because it makes you happy.

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To The Friends I Won't Talk To After High School

I sincerely hope, every great quality I saw in you, was imprinted on the world.


So, for the last four years I’ve seen you almost everyday. I’ve learned about your annoying little brother, your dogs and your crazy weekend stories. I’ve seen you rock the awful freshman year fashion, date, attend homecoming, study for AP tests, and get accepted into college.

Thank you for asking me about my day, filling me in on your boy drama and giving me the World History homework. Thank you for complimenting my outfits, laughing at me presenting in class and listening to me complain about my parents. Thank you for sending me your Quizlets and being excited for my accomplishments- every single one of them. I appreciate it all because I know that soon I won’t really see you again. And that makes me sad. I’ll no longer see your face every Monday morning, wave hello to you in the hallways or eat lunch with you ever again. We won't live in the same city and sooner or later you might even forget my name.

We didn’t hang out after school but none the less you impacted me in a huge way. You supported my passions, stood up for me and made me laugh. You gave me advice on life the way you saw it and you didn’t have to but you did. I think maybe in just the smallest way, you influenced me. You made me believe that there’s lots of good people in this world that are nice just because they can be. You were real with me and that's all I can really ask for. We were never in the same friend group or got together on the weekends but you were still a good friend to me. You saw me grow up before your eyes and watched me walk into class late with Starbucks every day. I think people like you don’t get enough credit because I might not talk to you after high school but you are still so important to me. So thanks.

With that said, I truly hope that our paths cross one day in the future. You can tell me about how your brothers doing or how you regret the college you picked. Or maybe one day I’ll see you in the grocery store with a ring on your finger and I’ll be so happy you finally got what you deserved so many guys ago.

And if we ever do cross paths, I sincerely hope you became everything you wanted to be. I hope you traveled to Italy, got your dream job and found the love of your life. I hope you have beautiful children and a fluffy dog named Charlie. I hope you found success in love before wealth and I hope you depended on yourself for happiness before anything else. I hope you visited your mom in college and I hope you hugged your little sister every chance you got. She’s in high school now and you always tell her how that was the time of your life. I sincerely hope, every great quality I saw in you, was imprinted on the world.

And hey, maybe I’ll see you at the reunion and maybe just maybe you’ll remember my face. If so, I’d like to catch up, coffee?



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