Music to My Ears

I listen to a lot of things. One might even call me an audiophile. Music and lyrics (not the movie!) have been a huge part of my life. As an introvert, music lets me express myself like nothing else. Music has a language of its own. Every outland with its own language and culture conveys bursts of emotions in their music which undoubtedly awoke the linguist in me. Like Aldous Huxley said, “After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.”

I’d be lying, if I said I have no favourites. Everybody has a revered genre – a genre that one dogs the footsteps of when grazed by an impulse to listen to music. Be it pop, rock, or even the 21st century EDM bandwagon. My preferences have gone back and forth just like climate change. Beethoven was a pleasant surprise introduced by Windows XP Media Player, thanks to what emerged my love for classical music. I met Mozart and Bach in my mid-teens when rebellion and angst had caught a hold of me. Grunge bands like Pearl Jam and heavy metal bands like Bullet For My Valentine were on the top of my playlist. It was when I grew out of the latter, that I fell in love with The Beatles, Pink Floyd and Led Zeppelin. Continue reading