Monday, August 27, 2007

I / Stand / Alone

Buzzing
Humming
Incoherent mumbling

Promises made and broken
Knots tied and loosen
Hollow conversation

Constant reminder

I
Stand
Alone

For ever

Author's Note: My first try at poetry since a long long long time. It's kinda lame, but I like it (despite the depressing theme).

Thursday, August 16, 2007

Music Magic

Upon hearing the word “magic”, one might instantly think about doves that appear out of thin air, or maybe David Copperfield and him vanquishing the Liberty Statue. You know--things that are out of ordinary and seem to defy the laws of nature. Music is, I’m sure, not the first thing that comes to mind when one’s talking about magic. Too bad, really, considering the magic it possesses. In fact, music IS magic.

Just remember the times when music mysteriously affected you. How it inexplicably moved you, touched you, made you happy, made you sad. Take my experience. I was listening to Radiohead’s Fake Plastic Trees on my walkman (yes, walkman) when I suddenly felt strangely lonely, yet empowered. It’s weird because I’d heard the song many times, but I had never felt like that before.

There has actually been some research on this topic. So far, the finding shows correlation between music (or rather, listening to music) and the change of mental/physiological properties. For example, Baroque that makes one’s behavior more organized or Gregorian that calms the mind.

The effect is not always positive, though. Rock music, for instance, is said to make you more aggressive. I am against this biased generalization, but I guess there really is music that can make you feel crappy. If I’m not mistaken, there’s one Ozzy Osborne’s song (sorry Ozzy, nothing’s personal there) which had been alleged of triggering a teenager to killing himself because of its suicidal lyrics. You know, that life is worthless, and it would be good to be freed from its miserable existence; that kind of lyrics.

Suicidal lyrics? Well, one should know better. I think it’s the “dark” tones of the songs which play more part in it rather than the suicidal lyrics. After all, no one has been known to commit suicide after they read poetry or book with suicidal underlying theme, haven’t they?

On the other hand, listening to a particular type of music doesn’t necessarily make you feel a certain emotion. Let’s just say that the music has to resonate with something inside you in order for it to work its magic.

Am I making sense here? If not, well, music--magic--is not exactly something rational. We FEEL its beauty rather thank think it. One thing we know for sure is that music really does work its magic towards something within you; whatever that something is: your essence, spirit, soul--who knows?