The Soundtrack of my Life

Clearly I need to post some more pictures, but that's not what this is about.

I have a challenge when listening to music that I wasn't really aware of until I had a film teacher who often brought in music that he wanted us to listen to and analyze--I have a really difficult time listening to lyrics. I tune in here and there, but actually concentrating on lyrics is really difficult for me.

This poses all sorts of difficulties, the most prevalent being that I often fall in love with a song first and then start sorting out the lyrics second, which means that occasionally I have to stop listening to a song once I realize what it's about (case in point: almost any song by Maroon 5. Love the beat, love the melody, and then comes the lyrics...).

The other day when Brent and I were watching Sailor Moon, it occurred to me that perhaps the reason I don't care about learning lyrics is that I spent my early teenage years (the years when most teenagers really start getting into music) listening to J-Pop almost exclusively. This was fun, but I never understood anything that was being said so I just learned to enjoy the beat and the melodies (and singing their random English phrases like "Miracle Romance"). Now even though I listen almost exclusively to songs in English, I still treat them as if they're in a foreign language.

Or, could it be that I could stand to listen to J-Pop because I already didn't care about understanding lyrics? Is J-Pop the chicken or the egg?

At any rate, I'm listening to Sondre Lerche right now, and I love the sound of his music. I think the last word he said was "nightingale" which seems poetic to me.