I am a fan of music. I like music immensely actually. I have almost 3500 hundred songs on my iTunes. For some of you that might not even scratch the surface of how much you have, or it is way more then you have. Whatever your amount of music you have I feel that I have a lot of it. I have had a love for music since a very young age. My mom and dad both love music and them blaring the stereo when I was a young kid is one of my favorite childhood memories. I still hear songs now and again and I know the words only because my mom would play that song over and over again while she cleaned the house. Now my music taste has change through the years. The first CD I ever bought was Savage Garden. I was in to cheesy lame music in my opinion even though I still like Savage Garden. Then I got into hard rock and metal or as I like to call it angry music. Once I got to college it all changed. I wasn’t much into the heavy stuff anymore (even though I’ll listen to it from time to time) now I like to listen what I like to call chill music, music that you can just chill out to. It’s not to slow it’s not too fast. It’s just right. I now have this desire to always find new music. I like to find music that’s not exactly main stream. I will listen to main stream sometimes, but I like to find hidden gems. I sometime get down if I really like a song and someone else knows about it. I think discovering new music is like a new pair of socks. Who doesn’t love a new pair of socks? The most recent CD I bought is by a band called young the Giant. It’s been a fun ride between Savage Garden and Young the Giant.
The great thing about music for me is that I have certain music that reminds me of certain time of my life. For example: the band Parachute and Jason Mraz remind of summer that I lived in Arizona.
Now this post really doesn’t have major point besides me just talking about music. And I don’t care. I’m only here to write and that I do.
