Aug 13, 2014

Technophobic Music Ignoramus.

One of the many influences that Bien has had on me was music. Thinking about it now, I can't help but ask myself, "have I lived in a cave before?" It's not that I never (ever!) listened to music. Believe me I was pretty much into the boy band thing in grade school. And a whole lot of Spice Girls and Britney Spears.

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My aunt, who I think, was the only musical person in the house then, used to make mixtapes. By the way, it was kind of cool how she made those mixtapes. She'd buy blank tapes in the bookstore and every Sunday, she'll tune in to this local radio station that plays 70's and 80's music, and LITERALLY would tell everyone in the house (particularly to me), to shut up, don't speak a word, and don't make any noise while she record songs in the radio. Her tapes were usually about 10 tracks. Sometimes 12. Depends on the tape really. She only used Sony and Maxwell. When she's done recording, she'll ask me to label the tape. The last she made I think was a collection of songs from the movie Titanic. She's made plenty of mixtapes. I can't remember exactly how many they are but she's got a boxful of them. Unfortunately, I don't have a photo of her vast collection. I think it slipped my mind when she passed away. The memory of it only occurred to me when I realized how much music is taking up my life these days.
                         
And I owe my appreciation to music to my man, Bien. It was him who introduced me to "playlist." When I met him 4 years ago, he would make me listen to the songs in his ipod shuffle - which by the way, WOW-ed me at the time because being the technophobic-gadget-deprived person that I was before, I was like, "how cool is this tiny little thing that can house about a hundred songs?" Like really. I would look into his apple green ipod shuffle like it's a work of pure geniusness. There were instances when I would borrow it from him and listen to it on my way home. A 2-hour bus ride to Cavite, had the songs The Way I Do by Marcus Hernandez, This Is Us by Keisha Cole, Terrified by Kara Dioguardi, and Sunday Morning by Maroon 5 on constant repeat. I believe these songs among all others, has played a big part in our relationship. These songs marked the birth of a new me and the start of my journey to maturity and womanhood.

I can still vividly remember how giddy I was when I had my first playlist. My very own. It was also about the same time that I learned about bluetooth and mp3 download (learned about torrent this year :p). Yeah, I know what you guys are thinking but keep it to yourselves. Haha. I was getting most of the songs in my playlist from Bien's a couple of years back. He's got a wide array and AWE-SUHM and I really mean AWESOME choice of songs which includes Gavin Degraw, The Fray, Elliot Yamin, Ed Sheeran, and Coldplay, to name a few.

Now it is with pride that I tell you guys that the technophobic-music-ignoramus me four years ago is not so technophobic-music-ignoramus anymore. I am now a grown-ass woman who's got a "chick playlist." That's what my husband calls it. It's a mix of 90's pop, JT, Beyonce, rap, country, Sara Bareilles, John Legend, A Great Big World, movie OSTs, contemporary British pop such as Ed Sheeran and Ellie Goulding, and a whole LOT more.

Looking back, I can't help but laugh at the person who used to think that music is just one of the many ordinary things in this world. I was wrong. Music is a completely different world. It's powerful in a way that it can define who you are. And just like reading, it can bring you to places you've never been too. Music can be your solitude, your state of mind, your emotion, or even the story of your life. I'm just glad I found my love for it - because if if I haven't, I wouldn't be writing this

                         
   

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