Love …

I’ve been thinking about love lately, so I decided to write about it. Here’s what I came up with, posted originally on my MOG.

I decided the other day that music, or songs, are like relationships – only better. Now, naturally, many relationships don’t have happy endings, but I have found more and more as I get older, I am about songs as I used to be about pretty girls i meet and get to know – hang on … what am I talking about “used to be” – yeh righto, Tobes!!

Anyway, when I hear a song I’m interested in immediately – a rare yet always beautiful occurrance, just like pretty girls in my life – I’ll listen to it again … and again … and again … and so it goes on. I put it on repeat, look-up the lyrics, sing along, try to understand its every breath, eventually getting to a point where I can’t get through the day without some sort of contact with it. I’ll blast it at work, then leave it alone when its the last thing I want to do, I get excited about when I am going to get home and gorge myself on it again. I listen to it on my iPod walking home, smiling. Eventually, I am completely in love, and simply cannot go a minute without it. I listen again, take in every note and phrase, then I listen again, and marvel one more at its wondrous being. Do you see what I am getting at?

There comes a point where you have to let go a little, and allow other songs into your life again, and not get so obsessed that you alienate old songs you love, or drive them away and behave like you don’t need them to be happy. You always need a lot of songs to be happy. You still over-indulge in your latest song, but less intensely. You realise that no matter what, the song will always be there for you, and you will never grow sick of it if you love it truly. And there you have it – your relationship is sealed in beautiful harmony … and then the next song comes along, and the process repeats.

But the best things about songs is that they’re not monogomous beings. They can co-exist without argument. You can have a quiet night with one song, a wild one with another, and neither will get upset or sound out of character. Both will always give you what you need, and often so much more. It’s an awesome thing.

One of my dearest friends painted a similar story to me the other night during a blissful conversation about lost love and so many other things. It was the best chat I have had in ages. She said you can judge the intensity of a relationship by the phone calls made around it. I’ll say no more in respect of her privacy, but you can all use your imaginations – I know they are all as wild as mine.

Anyway, I digress – this post is about songs and music, arguably man’s single greatest achievement.

… and love.

~ by foraggio on March 14, 2007.