In no way do I think people underestimate the power of music. I do think however that they undervalue it’s timing.
Music is quite simply the soundtrack of your life. If I ever want to feel like 12 year old Dan again, I’ll cue up Limp Bizkit’s “3 Dollar Bill, Ya’ll” and watch the memories come rollin’ back. It’s interesting to think what I’m currently listening to will one day become a pinpoint of this time in my life, and how I feel, what I think and where I am. I’d like to think that in 20 years time I’ll hear a Childish Gambino track and instantly remember where I was in 2012. Though more likely, in 20 years time I’ll be in a cafe of the future when some silly song from Feast of Love that’s since been etched in my brain comes on, and all I can think of is this ridiculous waste of time I undertook. In any event, timing. The power of music can be heightened, by timing.
Think about your commute to work, and your subsequent mood for the day. Some mornings call for Dean Martin and some Machine Head, though whatever the craving, it’s recommended you feed it. While on the tram one morning you just know Fleetwood Mac would really do the trick. So that moment you picture your headphones laying stranded on the kitchen bench suddenly becomes somewhat of a tipping point for the day. Coffee, at this point, can only do so much. All of Friday the office raved about the expected rowdiness which would follow after work drinks. Then around 4:30pm Triple J reveal a few tracks from the new Joanna Newsom record and suddenly the couch, a DVD and a home cooked meal start looking pretty good. Following a nasty break-up, music can do wonders to improve not only your day-to-day, but your outlook on the future. Wake up in the morning to some “volume 11” Led Zep and you’ll be okay. Accidentally hit shuffle and follow it with Beck’s “Sea Change” and all you’ll want is to fall back asleep.
Music is a powerful tool. Be careful how you use it.