A Musical Connection

I've never really liked music that much. I know, I know...many of you are probably flaberghasted that someone could go through life without a favorite band or singer or song, but to be honest, I never saw the big deal about it. I mean, I enjoyed music; I liked to dance and sing and play the piano and stuff, but I never felt a connection to it. 

That's why I was rather surprised when my friend called me up on Thursday and said "I have an extra ticket for a concert tomorrow night. Wanna go?" She wanted me to go? Out of all our music crazy friends? I wouldn't know the lyrics, or the band members, or what to wear... but I said yes. Of course I will accompany you, my dear friend, to this exquisite event. And then I rushed on over to YouTube to search up the group and shove as many of their songs into my ears as possible. It was like I was suddenly assigned a research paper that would make or break my grade. 

I'm not going to tell you who the band was. I'm not even going to tell you if I liked them. But I will tell you this: Somewhere between walking into that concert and walking out, I made the connection that everyone else already seemed to have. 

Standing in that crowd, surrounded by a thousand people all singing the same lyrics, dancing to the same beat, I was amazed. It didn't matter if someone was off key, or if they goofed up the lyrics; what mattered is that they were together. What would it take for me to be apart of this? 

At the end of the night, the band closed with with a cover of the song "Hey Jude" by the Beatles. Now I know I said I was clueless when it came to music, but don't worry, I would have had to have been deaf to not know it. Upon realizing that this was a song familiar to me, my excitement tripled. It was in this moment that I got a taste of it; I sang the lyrics with pride, I swayed to the music and put my hands up along with everyone else's, and I realized music is not just people in a recording studio; it is not just turning on the radio for background noise; and it is not cramming song after song into your head just so you can feel like you fit in. I can't seem to find the right words to give music a worthy definition, but I can tell you the one in the Webster dictionary doesn't do it justice. 

You will now be happy to know I have a Spotify account, I am currently collecting my favorite songs in a playlist, and I now consider myself an up and coming music expert. Actually, scratch that last part. I don't think I could ever be a music expert, but I will be a proud music lover. Yes, that's more like it, and it sounds more romantic too. 

Any songs you want to recommend to me? My ears are open. Finally.