One of my biggest vices is my obsession with music. Most people would argue that this isn’t a vice, but the way I do it, it is. I sneak into bathrooms and lock the door, just so I can turn the volume up all the way and revel in the pleasant pounding in my head. I listen to music during the weirdest of times. It’s a vice since I do it so much, but a little dose of sin is healthy for everyone.
Heavy metal. That’s what I listen to. And rock. The kind of music that people standing behind the person behind you can hear, especially when the volume is high and the bass is high. I didn’t always like this kind of music , though. But this kind of music led me to discover what I call ‘my soul color’.
I don’t mean the literal color of my soul. I mean , what kind of things you like, and what makes you , you. I could call that my inner conscience, but that’s not really what it is. But what led me to discover the color of my soul was stalking a celebrity. I was on Cole Sprouse’s fan page, reading about his obsession with Japanese and Chinese food, and his favorite movies, when I discovered his favorite song. While I wasn’t crazy enough about him to watch all of his favorite movies and raid the nearest sushi bar, I could at least listen to his favorite song.
Now, I had never been people’s idea of the typical girl. I believed I was a guy, video games were my best friends, and I dressed like a guy. But I always wanted to be like the girls, who wore makeup, and dresses and listened to pop music, and boy bands. Since, I wasn’t ready to jump to makeup and dresses, I listened to Taylor Swift and Justin Bieber, just to fit in a little more. But, boy, was I so lucky that I listened to ‘Chop Suey’ that day . It was then I discovered the wonders of loud drummers who cursed too much, and men who wore eyeliner and curled their long hair.
I’m a fairly good singer, and some people have said to me that my tastes in music will eventually end up affecting my voice. But, the thing is, rock is such a broad category. There’s emo and punk, and then there’s emo punk rock and so many more. It’s so beautiful because while it isn’t pop, it’s got some dub step, hot guitar riffs and maybe, sometimes, a little screaming,and if you break it down, it’s got everything good music should. And heavy metal, well, it’s definitely an acquired taste, but some times heavy bass lines and lots of cymbals, heals the heart.
While I now scoff at pop, and girls that obsess over anything that is pop, everybody’s got their own taste. Mine is ‘Coheed and Cambria’ and ‘System of a Down’ and ‘Guns ‘n Roses’, maybe a little ‘Death Cab by Cutie’. But I think what my chance encounter with my soul color taught me is that I like navy blue and black, I prefer Converse over heels and photography and writing fascinate me. Everyone’s got their own soul color, and when it finds you, it plants it’s butt in your face and doesn’t let go.
By the way, ‘Chop Suey‘ is now my favorite song.
This was written in response to the Discover Challenge, which had the theme of ‘Chance Encounters’.