Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Godsmack kind of day

In my 29 years of life, I've gone through plenty of music phases. I did the obligatory "OMFG New Kids On the Block! I heart Joey! must have the sleeping bag!" thing in about 5th grade. I thought I was awesome sauce when I grew past that and fell for the local oldies station, singing along to 50's songs and asking my friends if they'd heard such-and-such song oblivious to the fact that they'd been out for 30 years. I was way Cool, clearly.

Then in about 8th grade, I fell for country. Ugh. Those were my awkward years. I played endless Clint Black, George Straight, Martina McBride, and Garth Brooks. At least I liked country when country was really good, right? My first concert ever was Reba. I was excited for weeks, and I think my dad bought me a Western shirt for the concert. I may or may not have worn a cowboy hat, I don't remember. But yeah, I was wicked excited, and bragged about my amazing concert experience to my friends the next day while they rolled their eyes and went back to their Beastie Boys.

I dropped the country crap and went the route of rock for a while. Metallica, Beastie Boys, Pearl Jam, Foo Fighters, Smashing Pumpkins. Then I realized I didn't so much have to stick to just one genre and added rap and hip hop to the mix. That's when I really started to love music. I still had preferences, but at least I was open minded. When I was in college, I worked at American Eagle, a store that always had cool music on their Muzak playlist and I broadened my horizons even more to bands like O.A.R., Coheed and Cambria, Iron and Wine, and individual artists who I can't even think of right now.

When I dated my ex before I met Dan, he made fun of my love for metal so I didn't listen to it much. So it's no surprise that the second we broke up, I was all hard rock and metal, all the time. I blared Rage Against the Machine, Nonpoint, Cannibal Corpse, Mastodon, System of a Down, Slipknot, and Five Finger Death Punch pretty much constantly. The louder, the screamier, the angstier, the better.

Now that I have a husband who fully supports my love for the Devil's Music and has introduced me to even more awesome artists, I've calmed down some. I don't try to appear all bad ass all the time as much as I may have before in my efforts to rebel against my ex's hatred for what I liked. I definitely use music to set my mood at work. If it's a fun kind of Friday, I'll play Soulja Boy, Amy Winehouse, Dropkick Murphys or let Pandora have at it and discover new artists.

Today, however, is a Godsmack kind of day. The kind of day when I have to get things done, and perhaps people or the pressure of month-end are irking me just a bit. I put on my Godsmack and go to town and get stuff done. You'd think it would make me angry, but it keeps me going. I actually end up liking Godsmack kind of days - tuning out and letting the music take the pressure eases me, and I go home a happy kind of girl.

What kind of music do you usually tune into? What do you listen stressful days? Anyone else having a Godsmack kind of day?

1 comment:

Amanda said...

I actually STILL love country music! I didn't like it until college and then really fell in love with it...who knows why! So that's what I listen to when I'm stressed because it calms me down and puts me in a good mood. However, if I'm going to exercise or need my blood p umping, I always listen to stuff like Britney & Lady GaGa...I'm so still stuck in the "pop" days!