As I am writing this post, I’m listening to James Vincent McMorrow’s latest album We Move. Whenever I listen to him sing, I imagine his voice working through my ears, making its way swiftly across my temple, then smoothly melting down to my toes, completely encapsulating my whole being.
Honestly, pure, beautiful music like this embodies my soul.
Listening to music in general makes me feel invincible. In the process of capturing those wonderful sounds, I always feel like my true self. It’s the self that I imagine being completely devoid of my human flesh, the self where all there is, is this amazing source of sweet, sweet energy. You know what I mean?
I always say that whenever someone introduces me to a new song, or new artist, I feel like they’ve literally given me a gift. There’s nothing like coming home after a long day and playing one of my favorite tunes, letting everything up until the point of pressing play, float into some far away abyss.
Reader, as soon as you’re done taking these words in, I urge you to play a song that makes you feel good. Let all your worries freeze in time for a couple of minutes as you let your soul flow freely.