Chaos & Harmony
Previously I mentioned that my playlist is a clusterfuck of genres; which is true, but I believe my playlist and favorite songs are also a mysterious realm of the lost, and the found.
Every now and then I'll listen to one song or tune on repeat, until I absolutely destroy it; leaving it stripped off of its capability to play with my emotions. The tune goes on, and on, and on, and on, until, it's no longer capable of strumming my emotional guitar, leaving me numb.
After that I lose "track" of that song. I forget about it completely, as it slowly disappears into the randomness of YouTube's algorithm or my personal storage systems.
Some tracks may be lucky enough to be "illicitly" downloaded into my phone or PC; yet, they too will one day become a thing of the past. As I venture out in search again, scouring the digital lands for another track, one that will trigger my emotional guitar and strum it till my ears, mind and senses all start to orgasm.
It's nothing less than a drug; yet, I believe not everyone is capable of feeling it to its core.
Sometimes it's a trip of nostalgia, the next? A murky ride of depression, and the ending may just be a reckless voyage of esctasy.
Thus, a clusterfuck of a playlist.
In the age of Spotify and Apple Music, I still rely on YouTube and the default music players on my phone. I have my music stored in my phone's storage or on a memory card, the really special and older tracks are kept in my PC's hard drive.
When I feel like listening to a few tunes I still rely on my speakers.
Sometimes I just wanna be that annoying neighbor with those big ole annoying speakers. From my early teens music has been the ultimate weapon in my arsenal; some tracks are specially placed under the "Karen Disruptor" category haha. The amount of male and female Karens I've come across during my teens is mind boggling. Whether it be in my car when I'm out on the streets, or at home, my buddies and I have made a name for ourselves back then.
I've learned to calm down a bit though, since I am "older and responsible" now. Most of the time I give the people their space and keep my ruckus to myself, but only if they give me access to a bit of piece and quiet.
Piece and quiet in the midst of Dhaka? Is that really possible in this city?
Months later it seems that I've stumbled upon this master piece once more. Thanks to YouTube's random algorithm, which can sometimes take you on a trip down memory lane. This song right here is the perfect mix of harmony and chaos. I really don't know how I feel when I listen to this song, but I sure as hell can feel something.
The first 2 minutes you wanna lay down and kick it, and right at the start of the third minute, you just feel like wreaking havoc, you know? Like taking a guitar and smashing it to pieces, for no good reason at all.
Calmly introduce and instill a bit of anarchy, into your surroundings.
That's how I feel when I'm listening to it.
What about you?
