Music Connects the World

Written by Jessica Golich

We are indeed living in an absolutely computer-centric day and age. Engage in devoting a moment of your time to consciously musing upon the plethora of cyber friends you have assembled over the pixelated years. Each and every individual feverishly clicks the “Like” button on every bloody thing that flies their kite, and I am indeed a prime example. The instantaneous nature of the internet has minimized the overall musical experience. In the past, antsy, dedicated fans slept in front of venues to get a hold of a ticket the instant the show went on sale. I recall mirthfully begging my mother or older brother to drive me to Media Play almost every Tuesday, which was the album release day in the U.S at the time, to snag a copy of the latest album full of musical fire. My ADHD mind will also run astray and add that the The International Federation of the Phonographic Industry has recently implemented that Friday will now be the singular worldwide album release day. Furthermore, presently, I have collected 26,618 songs in my iTunes library; we’ve been sharing our lives together, in utter bliss, for over ten years. It’s time to go over the diversity of music in which this world provides in a funky way that I assure you will brighten up your day.

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  •  Björk’s eccentric, metaphorically rich and downright brilliant musical experiments absolutely fascinate me; such a classic iconoclast.
  •  Maynard James Keenan is one of the most gifted singer/songwriters of our era; scabrous bawdiness and all.
  •  I totally would have had a ball on 42nd street celebrating with the turntable genius, Grandmaster Flash, and one of the greatest MC’s of all time, Mr. Melle Mel.
  • Shirley Manson of Garbage is welcome to be my supervixen any day of the week.
  • FKA Twigs; facts only – you and your entrancing music turns me on.
  •  Moving and grooving satisfies my soul as well, Wanda Jackson; shake it like an uncaged chicken.
  •  Grimes; oh, itty-bitty and gifted. Your eclectic taste glitters through dazzling tunes. I have a crush on you.
  •  I have been madly curious if friends are electric as well, Tubeway Army.
  •  I am not afraid, Barry White; I’ve got a lot to give as well, playa.
  •  I will listen to “Rock Star” by Nickelback and relish in sheer hillbilly delight; hell, I want a king size tub big enough for ten plus me as well, Chad Kroeger.
  • Katy Perry did get my heart racing in her skintight jeans.
  • We are truly all made of stars, Moby; thank you for the rapturous reminder.
  •  I see your vision of a red hot summer in white, Seal.
  • Yep, it is real, Shpongle; I have walked into an alternative universe as well.
  • I have broken the spell of the typical, Mute Math.
  • May the circle remain unbroken, 13th floor elevators; good vibes.
  • Gwar.  Your violently fierce stage presence amuses me.
  • My dad and I’s “Great Debate” topic is still our immensely opposite opinions of Aerosmith; please turn off Steven Tyler’s appalling screech, thank you very much.
  • For every blow, it’s breath control; I feel you, Ghostface Killah.
  • I think of you whenever and wherever I have to wait in line, Zero 7.
  •  Shout, shout; let it all out. I love Tears for Fears.
  • Trust me, I use my imagination when listening to you, Floetry; trust me.
  • Hey, David Bowie, may I borrow those skintight, leather trousers?
  •  Who needs language courses when you have Thievery Corporation?
  • Last but currently far from least, the Trip Hop Kings, Massive Attack, ardently haunt me; the two superbly creative innovators are my absolute numero uno, preeminent choice; their enticingly dense, magnetically dark, and utterly captivating mature display of musical craft blithely seduces me as it seeps under my skin and has left a penetrating mark on my being. I assuredly state that their 1998 release, ‘Mezzanine’, is the greatest album that I have discovered thus far.

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Music has the efficacy to touch human beings on the deepest abstruse and inmost level. The arduous science of Cymatics illustrates that when sound frequencies flow through a particular medium such as water, air or sand, it directly remarkably alters the vibration of matter. The majority of music worldwide is tuned to 440Hz (hertz) – no bueno. Music directly conveys the mysterious “power” to affect our equilibrium, physical jumpsuit, conscious thoughts and movement; consequently, if the music is tuned to 432Hz , it is a pure tone of math fundamental to nature. Therefore, it will provide impeccably rich healing benefits through the power of resonance, better known as The Shumann Resonance.

Through spending decades immersed into listening and sharing my musical journey through heated discussions and the potential of perforated eardrums, I have learned that there Ain’t No Party Like an S Club party, and that I zealously recommend that every individual sets their spirit free through making the conscious effort to diversify their taste of music and vivaciously listen to music from all over the world. Each and every day, I inject generous tranquilizing doses of its medicinal sorcery into my veins. Come hell or high water, music unceasingly brings to life a euphoric essence that insinuates the marriage of my fives senses. Music is a driving force. Music heals. Music breeds coexistence.