Music is the one guaranteed thing that can lift my spirits (aside from my cat visiting me from the darkness of the guest room). The joy of finding new music, looking through old music or jamming to music from before you were even born can bring an awful day to one you wish would never end.
Before I discovered the music I now listen to, I was always at war with myself about the kind of music I listened to. One week I would be singing along to whatever pop music was playing on the radio and the next I would head bang to Metallica. As time went on, however, and as it continues to move forward, my music taste takes many turns. Currently, I fit into the alternative/psychedelic/rock category.
I added about 20 new songs to my music library today, each of a different sound. Looking at my “Favorites” playlist, there is quite a variety. I suppose this shows my ever-changing character. Unfortunately, I can be quite indecisive…about 95% of the time.
I guess the point of this is to listen to the music that makes your heart sing. If it’s Britney Spears, then by all means, work it. If it’s the old-fashioned music played at Cracker Barrel, go ahead and square dance the night away. Music can be such a personal experience, listen to the songs that build your personality; have no regrets.