Alright I got to do this real quick as I'm at my uncle's house in Zante for the weekend and I came down to take a shower as right now I smell worst than I usualy smell (which is VERY good.)
Anyway, this one's about music. How from the very moment we enter this world a melody acompanies us through the best and worst moments of our lives. Hollywood has confirmed it as well with the movie soundtracks, the mellow background music they put in "the first kiss" scenes, the loud-fast music in action scenes etc.
I remember long road trips with my family, and the first thing my father used to do before we begin is to slide one of his cassettes in the car's tape-player. Even if there was a variety of songs in these tapes I can still hear myself humming the melody of Bob Dylan's songs and some of Bruce Springsteen's. If I listen to a song that used to play during road trips, of one of those two artists, I can assure you that I'll be able to tell you where I first listened to it, what my reactions were and what I was seeing through the back-seat's window.
I also remember the very first mix-tape I ever made during Junior Highschool. Here's my top 5: Bob Dylan- If you see her say hello, Bruce Springsteen- The river, Bright Eyes- at the bottom of everything, Sting- Roxanne, Simon and Garfunkel - Sound of Silence/ Red Rubber Ball.
It is undoubtful, that no one can live without music. I must admit that I am a hopeless romantic when it comes down to mix tapes and I firmly believe that no cd compilation can beat a mix-tape. Cliche? Maybe. But I still believe it.
Other than that, I also believe that music scars us deep and that's one of its beauties. Well I gotta go now, I said that I had to keep it short. Till next time, here's something that will definately leave you with a scar:
