first listen never dies
For music lovers (both legal and illegal :P) Songs up to a certain extent, can be like lovers (young, happy love to be more specific) I'm sure most of us have experienced "love at first listen" when it comes to certain songs. When you first hear that certain special song (like Gabrielle or I Hate To Be You for me), your heart might skip a beat, you might develop a crush and as cheesy as it may sound, you might eventually fall in love. You try to find out more about this song like the title and the band. You ask your friends, search the net, sing the melody, pretty much anything to find out more. You then download the song or you buy the record. Then you get to know the song more as you play it often. You get as infatuated as ever. It's like seeing a pretty girl, asking your friends her name (or in this facebook era, stalking her) and then eventually you muster the courage to ask for her number and try to be close to her. She may or may not reciprocate. She may or may not be your girlfriend. Here lies the difference.
The song you're in love with will always reciprocate.
The song doesn't even have to answer to your proposal. It's almost instantly yours. It's now your favorite song. You can listen to it anytime and as many times as you want. It's just there when you have problems; quietly sitting there and comforting you. It won't fight you back and it's not very high maintenance.
The relationship doesn't come without problems, though. Jealousy can arise especially when the song becomes uncontrollably popular (like.. Great Escape). You try to justify that you were first, that the others are much less deserving. It doesn't make that much sense, though, because if you really believe that the song is beautiful then why not share it with others? You can't disallow your girlfriend to hang out with your friends or manage to stop people from staring at her or admiring her. It's the same way with your favorite song.
The even sadder part is when the infatuation elapses or when the fire runs out. For some reason, you play your favorite song less often and when you listen to it, the effect isn't just the same. You eventually move on to a new favorite song. When you hear your ex-favorite song, you feel awkward because you know the lyrics and you know the tune but it doesn't have the same effect on you. There's a big possibility that you will forget, that you will merely stuff it in your "All Time Greats", your hall of fame of exes, a mere playlist. You play them when you want to reminisce about the good times, you might never play them because of some repressed and depressing memory it's attached to and the worst of all - you simply outgrow them. But the song is just there waiting for you. It's not choosy. It's forgiving. It's always ready to be played. It's like a true friend.
The analogy can only go so far as you can't really marry a song hahahaha. But sometimes, songs don't get their due credit. They were there during our infinite moments and at one point or another marked a turning point in our lives. That is why 25 Minutes of Michael Learns to Rock or Lisa Loeb's Stay still manage to hit a nerve, no matter how lame/cute/totoy it may be.
The song you're in love with will always reciprocate.
The song doesn't even have to answer to your proposal. It's almost instantly yours. It's now your favorite song. You can listen to it anytime and as many times as you want. It's just there when you have problems; quietly sitting there and comforting you. It won't fight you back and it's not very high maintenance.
The relationship doesn't come without problems, though. Jealousy can arise especially when the song becomes uncontrollably popular (like.. Great Escape). You try to justify that you were first, that the others are much less deserving. It doesn't make that much sense, though, because if you really believe that the song is beautiful then why not share it with others? You can't disallow your girlfriend to hang out with your friends or manage to stop people from staring at her or admiring her. It's the same way with your favorite song.
The even sadder part is when the infatuation elapses or when the fire runs out. For some reason, you play your favorite song less often and when you listen to it, the effect isn't just the same. You eventually move on to a new favorite song. When you hear your ex-favorite song, you feel awkward because you know the lyrics and you know the tune but it doesn't have the same effect on you. There's a big possibility that you will forget, that you will merely stuff it in your "All Time Greats", your hall of fame of exes, a mere playlist. You play them when you want to reminisce about the good times, you might never play them because of some repressed and depressing memory it's attached to and the worst of all - you simply outgrow them. But the song is just there waiting for you. It's not choosy. It's forgiving. It's always ready to be played. It's like a true friend.
The analogy can only go so far as you can't really marry a song hahahaha. But sometimes, songs don't get their due credit. They were there during our infinite moments and at one point or another marked a turning point in our lives. That is why 25 Minutes of Michael Learns to Rock or Lisa Loeb's Stay still manage to hit a nerve, no matter how lame/cute/totoy it may be.