A musical journey

A random thought sprung my mind,as to why most Linkin Park fans are in their early teens,or why Floyd is the elixir for most mid-life crisis struck lot.I tried to link music with age or better,the phase of transformation through life in general.(What happened next is going to shock you!)At these junctures of transformation,I could see a shift in the musical inclination as well.

Usually commencing on the onset of adolescence,this phase is love laden.This is when so start noticing girls around you,and you fall in "love".Shes the cutest girl in school.Shes the one for you.Your life revolves around your endless efforts to get her attention.Some fortunes ones even have the courage to walk up and speak with them,but the rest are limited to the endless bouts of teasing.Oh,yeah and this is when you start listening to Backstreet Boys,Boyzone and all the classic ballads,because well she likes them!

Enter adolescence,the cute girl is no longer is picture. You've moved on,and you are kind of lost.And one fine day you come across Linkin Park,you know you've found the somewhere,where you truly belong.Every teenager is self-proclaimed biggest Linkin Park fan.(Rawk rulez!)Rest are Eminem fans,because there's a little Slim Shady in all of us.

Every person listening to boy bands is a noob,failing to realize that a couple a years back you were that noob in "love".

You then graduate to Metallica,Maiden,Sabbath as you are passed your teen years.Testosterone levels are off the charts,which is why you can relate to the head-banging,double bass and palm muted riffs.You are young,reckless,no responsibilities,fuck the authoritah!

Some further down the metal line into Cannibal Corpse,Bodom.Mosh is probably one word which brings out your happy face!

There is always this one girl who you know is going to fuck you up,but you want her anyway.Shes the kick you need.You are going to break the rules for her.And pretty soon you are going to end up owing your first drink to her.

Linkin Park?! How the fuck can you listen to that shit? And rock? Oh God please,Linkin Park is Nu-Metal,NOT ROCK!

Pretty soon you'll feel the weight of the world on your shoulders.It's when you end up home after a 20 hour work day or when the love of your life is going to turn you down,when you remember that one friend who was always there for you;who's in another time-zone now,probably going through the same shit as you,is when you are going to feel pinch in,"Wish you were here".

Floyd is an epitome of genius,muscially.You might have heard Floyd zillions of times before,but there comes a time when their words start making sense to you.You've made peace with life,you've matured.

Floyd are probably like your parents,whom you've kept listening to all your life,but its only now you know what they mean.

You still have the occasional encounter with your past,but look at them in a different light.You forgive them for their St. Anger!

Reflection

Being surround by people and still feeling lonely is probably the lowest you can ever hit.Which is why I decided to take a walk with my only "friend".

Small sips turned to swigs,and gravity was trying to get the better of me.Being the egotistical manic I am,I couldn't let it win,and so I kept walking.
Eventually,I had walked across to the other side of the beach,and decided to give my tired legs a rest.I gulped down of what remained and threw the bottle into the distant.

I gazed around,and I was surrounded by darkness.There was only the moon which lit the sky and the waves,crashing against the shore line.
Maybe since being born,never did I find so much tranquility around,as I did that moment.The silence combined with the high inhibition,got me introspecting my life,and where I had reached.

The pain,the suffering,the loneliness;I kept drowning myself into this self-indulgent pitiful hole I was digging.The more I thought about it,the more I kept falling deeper into the abyss.
I had come curiously close to the end,and as I looked back,I found it more comforting.I thought I'd find peace in that emptiness,and I kept walking towards it.
And the emptiness,it was calling me.

I don't remember what or how,but gravity had won,something which I couldn't bear.I lied down,fetal and weeping,looking at darkness.
As my dark moments kept growing deeper,I stared into the sky,as dark as what I was feeling.
There was a sudden light which hit me.The moon spoke to me.It told me a secret,in confidence.

"As full and bright as I am

This light is not my own andA million light reflections pass over me

Its source is bright and endless
She resuscitates the hopeless
Without her, we are lifeless satellites drifting"

I thought about all the pain and suffering and loneliness,and somehow,this time I could see a different side to it.I saw how my narcissism,my negativity,my cynicism was all but responsible for it.I thought about how many people I'd stepped on,to reach to the top.How my ego had always gotten the better of me,made me lose whom I wasn't supposed to.

I couldn't see myself feeding on the narcissism,of my self-indulgent pity I was creating,and I knew I had to get out.I didn't want to be the lifeless satellite,drifting away into oblivion.I knew I had to crucify my ego,before it was too late.I had to leave behind this place which was making me negative,blind and cynical.

I reached out for the light,in the hope that she'd lift me up,that she'd resuscitate me,before I pine away.

PS : This is just my interpretation of Tool's Reflection.