This was written for Stream of Consciousness Saturday hosted by Linda G Hill where the prompt was to write about hear/here. I know I’m late, but I was gone all day yesterday and wanted some quality time with the boyfriend last night. I also need to confess that I read the prompt on Friday and made the mistake of waiting until this morning to write it, so it isn’t necessarily stream of consciousness because I thought more about it than I probably should have. But, it still fit the prompt so I’m going with it.
I always tell other people that music is in my soul. There are times when I feel music so profoundly it fills me up and I’m overwhelmed by its beauty resonating not just through my ears and hearing it, but through feeling it throughout my entire body. I know many people have similar experiences with music and it is amazing when like-minded people gather together to listen and enjoy it.
Growing up, my parents limited my music intake to what they thought was “appropriate” like classical music or, I don’t know, music from the 50s. Whenever we would try to play something current, they would make us change the radio because, no matter what the song was, it was too loud and sending the wrong message or there is the crazy saying “that’s devil’s music.”
It is strange to me how I can hear something entirely different than what someone else hears.
I used to work in a busy sales office and they used to play all sorts of music on the loud speakers to pump up the salesmen and make more sales. It was more in the hip-hop/pop genre and while I enjoyed it, they usually had it tuned to a station that played the same ten songs in a mind-numbing loop so you would hear the same song at least four times a day. I ended up not wanting to listen to music that I loved simply because I heard it too many times.
I started playing my own Ipod in my office to drown out the madness coming from the sales floor. I have to thank Adelle for opening my eyes to a greater diversity in music, although I don’t think she intended to get me to like her music when it first happened. It was more like I just let her play it in the car and while it was pretty painful for me at first, eventually I started asking for certain songs and thinking about her music and before you know it, it was on my Ipod and I was geeking over it just as much as she was.
One day at work, a band was playing and they can be a little screamy, a little loud, but the reason I let it play in my office was because the lyrics were awesome and no one else seemed to mind. One of the salesmen walked in when this band was playing and right away he said, “Oh, you like devil music, huh?”
It made me angry. It is such a knee jerk reaction to label something “of the devil” when its new and foreign and you don’t take the time to actually hear it.
My reply, “If you actually took the time to listen to the lyrics, this song is about love. So maybe you shouldn’t be so quick to judge.”
I wasn’t going to convince him simply from my anger and what I said. It didn’t matter, I suppose. I listen to music for my own reasons, not anyone else’s.
The band was Family Force 5 and the song was Love Addict. One of my favorite lines from the song is “Hold up, wait a minute, put a little love in it.”
When Adelle was thirteen, she started wanting to go to concerts and the first one I ever took her to was Vans Warped Tour. If you don’t know what it is, it’s an outdoor venue with about 8 different stages and music playing every hour on each stage from 11am to 8pm. They play across the country during the summer, so you may have heard of it.
Yesterday was the first year Adelle didn’t go with me, but I took Jaxon for the first time. I cannot describe what it was like to see it through his eyes, fresh and new and beyond exciting. When I dropped him off at home last night, he hugged me at least three times and I can’t count how many times he thanked me throughout the day yesterday.
Here I will leave you with some pictures, some special moments from yesterday. I hope you enjoy. I also hope you will take a moment to hear music differently, maybe listen to a band you’ve never heard of. Listen to the lyrics. Not all music will touch everyone equally, but music is like that. That’s what makes it so beautiful to me.
First things first. This is a snippet of two stages with all the bands playing on them. I highlighted these because most of the bands I wanted to see were playing here.
What would a concert be without a selfie or two. Here we are waiting for The Devil Wears Prada. We had just watched Icon for Hire which is a band I’ve never heard of before but we both really liked. I’m excited to check out more of their music. We left after a few songs by The Devil Wears Prada. They started late and the singer said he wasn’t feeling well, which I think showed in their set. We went to see more sites and enjoy more and different music.
I was excited to see Mayday Parade. The one thing I loved about them was the lead singer and how he would sing and then just break out in a smile.
After Mayday Parade, we went walking around again. I think we went to the Peace Tea tent where they were serving free drinks. I wasn’t too excited about the next band and even told Jaxon we could see someone else or do something else. We wandered aimlessly for a while but eventually found ourselves back at the main stage just before Of Mice And Men started. I am so happy we did! They played a great set and we enjoyed the hell out of it.
Just before they finished, Jaxon turned to me and asked if we could get closer for the next band. I decided yesterday that they are my favorite band and I was stoked that he wanted to see them closer. We systematically made our way forward when everyone was leaving and made it to the front row. We were a little off to one side, but it didn’t matter!
Quick Note: I should have at least pointed out the my favorite band is We the Kings – just in case you can’t make it out from the picture below.
This was the stage setup and the waiting. It was about thirty minutes in between, where we were standing here baking in the sun. So, we decided to take more silly selfies.
And then… the highlight of the whole day… my favorite band!
After that, we wandered and sat and basically lost the wind in our sails. I wanted to see a band at 6:30 and we were planning on staying to the end, but right before Breathe Carolina started, Jaxon decided he was done. Breathe Carolina turned out to not be what they used to be, so after a few songs we left.
All in all, it was a fantastic day.