I was in my car earlier this week, just driving along. I don’t remember where I was going. But I typically spend a lot of time in my car by myself, being a single aardvark. I almost always play music when I drive unless it’s a short distance. And I listen to many different types of music, depending on my mood.
Of course, everyone who follows this blog (all 3 of you) know I’m a huge Nickelback fan, as well as a major AC/DC listener. I was around for the 80’s hair band era. Dokken, Motley Crue, Journey, Night Ranger, Rush, Def Leppard. An incredible era for music, to be sure.
Later in life, I really got into alternative rock (hence the Nickelback fandom) and a lot of newer bands like Halestorm, Pop Evil, Alter Bridge and the like. I’m definitely a chord-cruncher at heart. I’ve also gotten in country music at times. Jason Aldean is one of my faves. I never was keen on the George Jones/Tammy Wynette style of country, though.
Of course, I’m a saved-by-the-blood-of-Jesus kinda aardvark, so contempory Christian music is usually in my playlist. Elevation Worship, Casting Crowns, and Zack Williams are on the top for me. And a lot of times in my other identity as a helpdesk tech, I’ll have instrumental slow jazz playing in the backgroud to help keep me chilled out.
So what’s the point to all this? Well, it just hit me how music plays such a large part of my life. I’m always listening to music. Even right now, I have Kiss playing in my earbuds as I’m typing this blog. I love listening to music, as most of us do, I would think. For me, music evokes a variety of feeling.
The slow jazz helps to relax me when I’m dealing with silly and/or rude humans at my job. When I’m angry, metal helps cut the edge off. Country music makes me feel at home. 80’s music reminds me of my younger days. Praise music makes me feel grateful and lifts me up when I’m feeling down.
Music can evoke all sorts of feeling and memories. Years ago, Bryan Adams did the most beautiful ballad for a movie. You might have heard it. “Everything I Do (I Do It For You.” Powerful, romantic song. But at this point in my life, I can’t bring myself to listen to it. Why, you might ask? Because it was the song played at my wedding to my now ex-wife. It’s still an awesome song. But for me, it evokes some pretty strong emotional reaction.
Mercy Me does a praise song by the name of Bring The Rain. It talks about praising Jesus even when times are dark. In my own life, it took some hard times to get me to turn my life around. It took Jesus bringing the rain into my life to get me to straighten up. That song reminds me to be grateful even when life isn’t going my way.
AC/DC (anything by them) reminds me of my late teens, when I finally realized life wan’t exactly like my parents led me to believe. That band brings back memories of my first taste of real rebellion in my life. Not to mention a few alcoholic flashbacks!
Yes, I was a naughty aardvark in my younger days!
I love guitar virtuosos like Steve Vai and Joe Satriani, men who can make a six-string speak in 30 different languages … in the same song. I love bluesy artists like the late, great Stevie Ray Vaughn.
Music is a powerful tool of sharing stories, heart, emotion, good times and bad, memories and dreams. Music can inspire people to love, live, try things they wouldn’t ordinarily, or just be at peace. Music can create an atmosphere of worship, of joy. Music can be a simple way to just pass the time on a quiet day.
Music. One of the great powers of the universe. At least, in this humble-yet-accurate aardvark’s view.