God Bless the Music

Music makes everything better.

I know, it's really cheesy. "Music is life," "I couldn't live without music." But, it's true.

Music does make everything better. There's not one situation that music couldn't, if not fix, make go away for 3 or more minutes. And, really, that's all we can ask. Our problems we have to deal with ourselves. But music is the one thing that can take the weight of it all off our shoulders and help us think clearly. It's the one thing we can do without having to concentrate completely on. You can't read or watch television while studying or mowing the lawn. But crank up the tunes when you're cleaning and a chore isn't even a chore anymore. I almost want to keep cleaning so I never have to stop listening.

But music is also something you can give your full attention and you couldn't get bored. I would sit for hours just listening and singing if it weren't for all those pesky distractions like work and school. Music isn't really life. Life is the thing that disrupts the amazing better-than-life stuff that makes up music. Here I am, being cheesy again.

Music makes me feel full, like I couldn't possibly have anything else. Like after a gigantic Thanksgiving dinner when you're sitting at the table, wishing you hadn't eaten so much because your stomach feels like it's about to burst you're so full, but it's a good full feeling. Only so, so much better. Like a cloud is lifting me off my couch and carrying me away into a world where I only have to listen to music. I can't help dancing and smiling and singing along, even if I don't really know the words.

I want to know the words, because I want to be a part of the music. Not that I think the music that I add can fill anyone with clouds and butterflies, but it just feels amazing to be there, wherever the music is.

I say all of this because we just watched August Rush, possibly the best movie ever. But maybe I'm biased. You know, I like all kinds of music, especially the kind in this movie. Some might call it "classical," but I just call it (oh, gosh, cheesy alert, but I couldn't come up with another way to describe it [because I didn't want to]) "talk of the soul."

I love this movie and the music that comes with it. The ending (and I don't want to give any of it away, because I want you all to watch it) absolutely takes my breath away. There's so much emotional drama and awe-inspiring music, it quite fills a person up with music and love and sunshine. And I don't even really like sunshine.

Please watch this movie, and tell me what you think. Unless you don't like it. Then I'll probably take it personally and act all pouty. Hey, I'm keeping it real. Sorry. (But not really. Just if it offends you. Or should I not be sorry even then? I haven't quite figured that out.)

What makes you feel this way? Does music have the same impact on you as it does me? Comment below! I love reading them, even if it doesn't seem like I do. But, just so you know, I can't really comment back anymore. For some reason, Google keeps logging me out when I try to comment. Or even look at my own blog. Weird. This video will be a song from August Rush. Because I can't think of a better way to end this particular post. And because it's amazing.