I love that feeling of coming home, getting in bed and putting my earphones on.
I want it to be loud that I can’t hear myself think. I don’t want to think about my own shit. I want to forget my own problems. It’s my one chance to completely zone out and just fully focus on the words and noises entering my head. For each of those 3 to 4 minutes, I can immerse and listen to the problems of someone else. Listen to stories of love, happiness, unhappiness, stupidity, tales of history.
It’s a chance for me to completely focus on everything that’s going on in that song and hear everything. The amount of times I pick up extra bits in songs I didn’t notice before is incredible. Be that an instrumental piece or to really pick up on some lyrics and interpret them how I like. Like, to the extent where it just hits you and it makes your hairs stand on end and feel emotional.
Music has this crazy way of hitting me. Loud music even more so.