Hello everyone,
One of our segments for this blog is going to be called Spending Time Like an Introvert. This is mostly about different activities that we enjoy doing as our little introverted selves. So the first one I would like to write about is music and how my music taste has developed.
Now I know that everyone listens to some kind of music, I mean it's one of the main reasons I stay an introvert. I always have this beautiful and personal thing to fall back on after society hurts me time after time. My journey has been an interesting, crazy time. I was thinking back to how much it has changed over the past four years when I started thinking about classics and how they too have changed.
When we think back to the music our parents listened to it was so amazing. It has originality and that sound is just.... It will never grow old. But today's classics are not that way. Alyssa and I both listen to different types of music, neither of which are the popular music that is played on the radio. She has a hand in almost every type of music: indie, k-pop, alternative, pop. I listen to a more exact list: alternative, classic rock, soundtracks, and folk. (I know its odd combination.) Our music won't be thought of when the next generation is old and looking back on what we did. This make me sad to think that one day my children might look up at me and ask if I listened to Miley Cyrus since I grew up in the 2000s. So for everyone to not forget that their are other types of music out there, here is the way I came to loving the music I listen to now.
It all started in middle school. Before that all I listened to was Christian music because that what my parents had, and books on tape because I was a weird kid. But in middle school I grabbed a new taste, or should I say I found someone else's music to listen to. My best friend was awesome, popular, and everything I wasn't. We went to a very small school, so it was not really that odd that the most popular girl there and the class nerd hung out every day. I can say now that I was jealous of her. She always looked nice, said the right things, and EVERYONE wanted to be around her. She did her hair and makeup every day, and, well, I didn't. Maybe I didn't want to be her, but I wanted this likability that she had. So I changed what I could. Sure I wasn't about to have straight hair or beautiful skin but I could change what I liked. I started listening to her music thinking it would make me be just a little more like her.
I should have known that was a waste. I look back now on my pop phase and know it was such a waste of money, time, and it put such terrible lyrics in my head. I love my friend, we still talk to this day, but I have since developed my own form of expression.
She loved Glee. While I didn't care for the show, I still watched it because she watched it, and I am so thankful I did. I only watched the first season, because that was all I needed to change me into an independent person. They played Journey, and I came home one day singing Don't Stop Believin'. My dad heard me and asked if I liked that song, to which I said yes. He took me into our living room, and I swear I have been in there a million times and never gone into this cupboard. But he opened it up and there was about 50 CDs from when he was in high school. I was hooked.
I started listening to all of the classics. I still love them, even though my taste has changed the past few years. I think that main reason why I can still appreciate their sound is because they were the first piece of music that I chose, and no one else told me to like it. I still find myself jamming to Billy Joel in my car or hearing Elton John come on my phone, and I cant help but stop everything and sing when Journey comes on the radio. Now I just don't chose them first, I have other tastes that come before they do.
I was still immature though and wanted to be like my friends. So when I started driving I went back to those terrible radio classics. Radioactive led me to my alternative side. I have the entire deluxe Night Visions album by Imagine Dragons and I can not wait till they write some more of that beautiful music. They led me to experiment more with to what I listened. Pandora became my friend. I didn't care if I heard ten terrible songs in a row as long as it led me to one amazing song. I Will Wait was the first time I heard the voice that changed my life. Long story and many months later I am in love with Mumford & Sons. I literally had a dream where I met them.
I was so excited I showed all of my friends this music I had fallen in love with. They hated it. Said M&S was too country, or too poppy, or too main stream, or not that well known. I was heartbroken. I had changed all of my tastes so I could be like them and they wanted nothing to do with my new love. So I FINALLY did the right thing, I listened to music because I liked it and did not care what anyone else around me said. I now have tons of albums: M&S, Of Monsters and Men, Bastille, Florence & the Machines, The Head and the Heart, Radical Face, Imagine Dragons, The Lumineers, and so many soundtracks. It no longer matter to what my friends listened, because I am in love and this music never grows old on me.
So long rant over and I finally get to the point: being an introvert it can be hard not to lose yourself, but keep strong and find who you are before you are lost forever. I have made so many friends because of this new music, and I have made so many friends that hate my music, but it doesn't matter because I am confident in what I love and just want to share with whomever will listen. I will be happy if you like my music, but I will be happier if you have never heard it. I will be thrilled if you share some of yours with me, because humans are not sedentary objects, we are always moving and changing. I never know when my tastes might just be in the mood for what you have.
Life lesson over. I hope you enjoyed this. And now, so I am not a hypocrite, I will share a little bit of my music with you. Enjoy. Or don't. Just be you and I will be happy.
Love,
Amanda
One of our segments for this blog is going to be called Spending Time Like an Introvert. This is mostly about different activities that we enjoy doing as our little introverted selves. So the first one I would like to write about is music and how my music taste has developed.
Now I know that everyone listens to some kind of music, I mean it's one of the main reasons I stay an introvert. I always have this beautiful and personal thing to fall back on after society hurts me time after time. My journey has been an interesting, crazy time. I was thinking back to how much it has changed over the past four years when I started thinking about classics and how they too have changed.
When we think back to the music our parents listened to it was so amazing. It has originality and that sound is just.... It will never grow old. But today's classics are not that way. Alyssa and I both listen to different types of music, neither of which are the popular music that is played on the radio. She has a hand in almost every type of music: indie, k-pop, alternative, pop. I listen to a more exact list: alternative, classic rock, soundtracks, and folk. (I know its odd combination.) Our music won't be thought of when the next generation is old and looking back on what we did. This make me sad to think that one day my children might look up at me and ask if I listened to Miley Cyrus since I grew up in the 2000s. So for everyone to not forget that their are other types of music out there, here is the way I came to loving the music I listen to now.
It all started in middle school. Before that all I listened to was Christian music because that what my parents had, and books on tape because I was a weird kid. But in middle school I grabbed a new taste, or should I say I found someone else's music to listen to. My best friend was awesome, popular, and everything I wasn't. We went to a very small school, so it was not really that odd that the most popular girl there and the class nerd hung out every day. I can say now that I was jealous of her. She always looked nice, said the right things, and EVERYONE wanted to be around her. She did her hair and makeup every day, and, well, I didn't. Maybe I didn't want to be her, but I wanted this likability that she had. So I changed what I could. Sure I wasn't about to have straight hair or beautiful skin but I could change what I liked. I started listening to her music thinking it would make me be just a little more like her.
I should have known that was a waste. I look back now on my pop phase and know it was such a waste of money, time, and it put such terrible lyrics in my head. I love my friend, we still talk to this day, but I have since developed my own form of expression.
She loved Glee. While I didn't care for the show, I still watched it because she watched it, and I am so thankful I did. I only watched the first season, because that was all I needed to change me into an independent person. They played Journey, and I came home one day singing Don't Stop Believin'. My dad heard me and asked if I liked that song, to which I said yes. He took me into our living room, and I swear I have been in there a million times and never gone into this cupboard. But he opened it up and there was about 50 CDs from when he was in high school. I was hooked.
I started listening to all of the classics. I still love them, even though my taste has changed the past few years. I think that main reason why I can still appreciate their sound is because they were the first piece of music that I chose, and no one else told me to like it. I still find myself jamming to Billy Joel in my car or hearing Elton John come on my phone, and I cant help but stop everything and sing when Journey comes on the radio. Now I just don't chose them first, I have other tastes that come before they do.
I was still immature though and wanted to be like my friends. So when I started driving I went back to those terrible radio classics. Radioactive led me to my alternative side. I have the entire deluxe Night Visions album by Imagine Dragons and I can not wait till they write some more of that beautiful music. They led me to experiment more with to what I listened. Pandora became my friend. I didn't care if I heard ten terrible songs in a row as long as it led me to one amazing song. I Will Wait was the first time I heard the voice that changed my life. Long story and many months later I am in love with Mumford & Sons. I literally had a dream where I met them.
I was so excited I showed all of my friends this music I had fallen in love with. They hated it. Said M&S was too country, or too poppy, or too main stream, or not that well known. I was heartbroken. I had changed all of my tastes so I could be like them and they wanted nothing to do with my new love. So I FINALLY did the right thing, I listened to music because I liked it and did not care what anyone else around me said. I now have tons of albums: M&S, Of Monsters and Men, Bastille, Florence & the Machines, The Head and the Heart, Radical Face, Imagine Dragons, The Lumineers, and so many soundtracks. It no longer matter to what my friends listened, because I am in love and this music never grows old on me.
So long rant over and I finally get to the point: being an introvert it can be hard not to lose yourself, but keep strong and find who you are before you are lost forever. I have made so many friends because of this new music, and I have made so many friends that hate my music, but it doesn't matter because I am confident in what I love and just want to share with whomever will listen. I will be happy if you like my music, but I will be happier if you have never heard it. I will be thrilled if you share some of yours with me, because humans are not sedentary objects, we are always moving and changing. I never know when my tastes might just be in the mood for what you have.
Life lesson over. I hope you enjoyed this. And now, so I am not a hypocrite, I will share a little bit of my music with you. Enjoy. Or don't. Just be you and I will be happy.
Love,
Amanda
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