These Threads of Music
No one could have imagined a time where mass storage would make it possible to carry 20,000 7″ vinyl singles in your pocket (side A and B). It would have taken a very large room to store that many albums… and we’ve reduced it to 4.1 inches by 2.4 inches, .53 inches deep, and it only weighs 5.7 ounces.
Not only have we made massive collections of music portable, but we’re surrounded by music all the time. It’s difficult to go anywhere where music is not playing in the background. Watch television for an hour and you’ll most likely hear dozens of songs during the show and commercials. Travel to your local supermarket and count the number of songs you hear.
Years ago before music was preserved on vinyl, music was something to be experienced. The only way you could hear music was to either perform it yourself or to sit in front of someone performing it. Music was an experience, something you shared in human contact. It was like a fine wine, something to be treasured and enjoyed.
Due to the over-saturation of music and the fact that listening to music no longer requires a musician to be present, music isn’t so much of an experience as it once was. To make up for this, our concerts are louder and filled with special effects.
With the over-saturation of music comes the multiplicity of niches. There has never been as many musical styles and options than what we have now. Thanks to the internet, it is easier to find music that is close to our personal taste. Similarly, the number of clothing styles have grown tremendously.
Our clothing often reflects our musical taste, especially in our younger days. We want to identify with our peers who enjoy the same style of music. We wrap the garments tight so other connoisseurs will nod their heads in approval. Whether it’s subconscious or not, music and clothing are closely associated. Could it be that there is a deeper connection with the two than mere choice of style and association?
Music has become like clothing that we wear, threads woven together. We slip it on the moment we wake up, and surround ourselves with it throughout the day. We feel naked when music is not keeping us warm. The moment we ignite our car’s engine, we reach for the knob and turn up the volume. Too much silence makes us feel uneasy and exposed.
For as much as I wrap my life in music, I must admit that I enjoy being hypothetically nude. I have to fight every instinct to put music on, but sitting in silence is a rewarding experience. It’s in those moments where I have nothing to hide.
The irony of our age is that silence has become an experience. Getting away from music for a day clears the mind and allows for deep introspection, and can be especially invigorating for musicians and writers.