As I sit here repeating the words to the song I heard on the radio this morning in my head I realize just how much I believe in the power of music. I grew up with it. it was all around me as a child in every form the sounds being reproduced by the crackling speakers of the radio or occasionally by record players which were a dying breed at the time. When you are growing up you don’t realize how much power it has over you how when you subtly go from the children’s songs that we all hear as a child to a more complicated and lesser understood form of music. They effect how you grow up your maybe not directly by affecting you but affecting the people that influence you. As its not till later in life when you start to understand the world that I believe music effects you directly the music I listen to effects me which in turn effects my little brother its really just an endless chain all sparked from something as simple as a song. And even if the music doesn’t effect you it reminds you there is one particular cd I listen to that though it is not Christmas music at all since I began listening to it around the holidays it reminds me of the feeling of them and why I enjoy it so much.
Certain music for certain times of the year it only makes sense right? But why? I don’t really know myself it just is there’s nothing magical about it its just the way it works the way a person thinks the way we’ve grown up and been told this goes with that just by using music.
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