It’s said that scent is our most vital memory retrieval agent. If that’s so, then it seems to me that sound must be running a millimeter or so behind in a close second place.
My memories are so incredibly affected by, and evoked in the presence of, the sounds and music that were in the air when I formed them, that even now I can reduce myself to a pudgy, nervous teenager by listening to Alanis Morrisette (also Metallica and Nirvana), or a babe in arms by listening to Simon and Garfunkel (but also Profokiev, and the Eagles – my mom had good taste, but it was definitely Soft-Rock/Classical taste).
(Whenever I hear this, not only am I a badass hacker, but also a thirteen-year-old watching Robert Redford teach me what it means to man)
It’s odd, isn’t it? the things you forget until you hear the sound that went on in the background? It’s like our genetic blueprint was made for synesthetics. I hear Peter Frampton and suddenly I smell cookies, vanilla and Murphy’s Oil soap on hardwood, the smell of my aunt’s house. When I was staying there she would have us clean top to bottom once weekly – and Do You Feel Like I Do was in heavy rotation on the ‘music to clean by’ mix CD. ^^
(Frampton was never so pussyfied as when used for silver polishing montages)
I can remember my first kiss or my first breakup like it was yesterday just by hearing the songs I heard then. My first job comes back just fom listening to one of the (like five) songs they played on loop. (It was an awful job)
I wonder when we’ll learn to tap into this amazing memory sink and figure out how to create ‘mind symphonies’ as an aid to memorization, like we do already with ‘mind palaces’.
What music reminds you of your youth? What scenes does it evoke? Let me know in the comments section. ^^
The apocalypse that is Party Rock has arrived. I don’t know whether to be amused or terrified(NSFW). Either way, all I know is, ev’ry day I’m shufflin’.
And then watch this one because of the music. These guys are really GOOD.
He sounds like he’s playing a huge pipe organ. He sounds in a lot of ways like he’s playing Beethoven or Bach (The Fifth or Tocatta and Fugue in D minor, for instance) – I don’t know the piece, but what I do know is that doing that type of music on a regular keyboard (88 keys) is extremely difficult, especially at high speed. This kid is lightning fast and doing it all on at least twice as many keys – while pushing a damn bag in and out in precisely controlled, extremely dexterous movements.
Gawd-damn, what a show.
I feel like I should be doing something with my life that shows the passion, dedication, and sheer cussedness of nature that this kid shows in three minutes of wailing away. His love for his instrument, life, and the music he creates is evident in every motion of his body.
I can’t explain it any better. so watch.
Youtube. home of . . . well. . . whatever you’re looking for, as long as it ain’t porn, and ain’t the printed word, you’ll find it (probably) on youtube.
Some brilliant man decided to take all of that user-submitted content and mash some of it into a new music video, somewhat in the style of AMVs (Anime Music Videos) or mash-ups (no explanation necessary; they’re both on Wiki) but subtly different.
That difference is simple: He made us the star. His mash-ups are a paean to everything laudable about Youtube, and therefore, to us, the people who make Youtube what it is.
Plus, it ROCKS. Here’s a link to the site where I was turned on to this groovy wonder, and here’s the video that wowed me:
This is one of the oddest little music videos I’ve ever seen. That said, I think the unusual methods used to animate it, and the merits of the song itself, are compelling enough to show this to my viewers. For some reason it reminds me of a dark(er) and (more) surreal descendant of Smashing Pumpkins’ ‘Tonight, Tonight’ video, seen here.
More probably though, this music video can trace its cinematic roots to this video, ‘Megalomaniac’, by Incubus.
Either way, you have a very respectable pedigree of influences. Not a very original music video, but certainly eye-popping and surreal, which is something I like to see in music videos.
This song is hypnotic, powerful, subtle, and haunting. The setting is perfect, living up to the music, and vice versa. I don’t know who came up with the idea of filming where and how they did, but it’s an inspired idea, and probably saved a huge amount of money to boot… money that could not have improved this perfect frisson one nano-ounce.