The words above are from a song called, “Be Yourself” by Audioslave. It is a song, among many sung by the astounding voice of Chris Cornell, that I hold near and dear to my heart. I just wanted to take a minute in this blog to appreciate just how powerful music can be. And how terrible your mind can be. Chris is believed to have committed suicide a few years ago, followed by his friend Chester Bennington of Linkin Park.
As a person, I am not afraid to admit just how much music affects me. I tend to feel the most spiritually connected to other humans by these powerful sounds. It’s one of the reasons, while I’m not really a musician, I would like to create even just one of my own songs in life. Don’t let your uncertainty or self-doubt keep you from doing things you want, even the little things. Especially the little things.
Anyhow, I spent a large portion of my time last week simply listening to anything and everything Chris Cornell. My dad and I used to listen to Audioslave and Soundgarden all the time. Though Temple of the Dog and his independent works are also really good. Regardless of the band he was in, this man’s voice just… carried. It carried itself and it carried the listener. I spent HOURS reminiscing about old times, and mourning a man I’d never met for a whole night, and THAT is what connection is to me.
As I understand it, there are people out there who don’t really listen to music, and that’s fine. But I couldn’t imagine a world without it. As a person who is just starting to get into spirituality (not religion, mind you), I have only intensified my feelings about how music affects people. It’s a means of portraying emotions, memories, and more to the masses, and it in itself is some kind of spiritual experience. Let alone being at a concert…
I’ve been fortunate enough to have attended a handful of concerts in my time on Earth, but they weren’t all quite the same vibe I’m going for with this post. One was to see Seether, and let me tell you something, that man’s voice carries as well. And of all the other bands I saw that day (even Papa Roach!), NOTHING hit me the way Shawn’s voice did. There’s just something about broken souls singing their peace.
So for the day, take out your headphones, earbuds, speaker, or whatever the Hell suits your fancy, and play some tunes. Sing along with it, dance to it, just breathe it in.
(Author’s Note: I know that I have a tendency to drone on at times or bounce from topic to topic. Please understand that this process is how my brain works, and while I do edit my work, I strive to make it as genuine as possible. Thank you for your support.)