To a lot of people, music is just about shit that sound nice and some beat they can dance to so they can temporarily feel good about themselves. That’s nice. After all, there are a lot of ways to save a person’s life. And a temporary boost of confidence can go a long way. To some people, music is just an accessory to compliment the lifestyle they like to live. Someone likes to be a rebel, they listen to Rock N’ Roll. Someone wants to be a thug, how about a little Hip Hop? Someone loves to party, a nice Pop Track can’t hurt. Someone has this great need to make their jilted romance seem like the next Titanic? A nice melodramatic ballad would do just the trick. But to a number of people, Music goes beyond that. It’s about someone out there who tells you what the people around you have neglected to: “Shit son, Life sucks. It’s probably never getting any better. But listen here. I feel you.” Or “Whatever fucking dump you’re in, stop. Close your eyes. Let’s pretend we’re somewhere far away from this Hell.” They were not kidding when they say that MUSIC SAVES LIVES. And nobody will fully understand the true impact of those three words than those very lives Music have literally saved in the most intense kind of way.
