I’ve known for a while that there are songs which make me feel a certain way but I’ve recently noticed that there are songs which make me remember certain people. The music I listen to is a reminder of my life and the lives of others and I had never really I thought of it in this way. To me music is something that I listen to and I think about it in the context of me in the present, but there’s something more to it; something which tells stories of where I was and how I felt once upon a time.
Perhaps it’s not that music itself contains stories, although all songs are written to tell them, but that music becomes a catalyst for our remembrance of them. We associate the events of a particular day with the music we heard and so each time we hear that song again we’re reminded of those memories.
Unlike the other things I’ve written about, music is something which is not physically left behind, it is something intangible so you can never really know what you’ve left behind. You don’t know whether someone will laugh or cry whenever they hear a song. Even two people who react in the same way will do so for different reasons and at times it can seem impossible to pinpoint exactly why we’ve attached a story to a song. But nonetheless it is there and occasionally I stop and think ‘why?’.
So next time you listen to a song, stop for a moment. Where does it take you back to? Who were you with? There are so many stories which could come pouring back if only you would take the time to listen.
This is the eighth in series of posts exploring how humans leave things behind which can tell a little bit of who they are. If you enjoyed this one, why not check out some of the others.
Stories of Life, Part 1 – Objects
Stories of Life, Part 2 – Words
Stories of Life, Part 3 – Trees
Stories of Life, Part 4 – Marks
Stories of Life, Part 5 – People
Stories of Life, Part 6 – Photos
Stories of Life, Part 7 – Footprints