The Playlist

It’s been months, it’s true. I don’t mean to sound cynical, but I doubt if anyone’s out there listening to my ramblings anyway. *tap* *tap* Are you there? Do let me know if you are.

It has, however, been one of those extremely tiring phases. You know, one of those chapters of your life that make you feel like you've been hit by a bus (emotionally) or drained to the last drop (physically). I don’t want to go into the gory details here (believe me, it would be nothing more than a pity party), but it has been rough, yes, definitely.

It takes considerable effort to bring yourself up to that stage where you can leave the world to its own vicious self and just sit back, switch off, put your headphones on and listen to some summer tunes.

So, yeah, let’s talk music. There is obviously nothing I could say about music that hasn’t been said before. We all have come across those lines: ‘Music is an escape’, etc etc. However, the way I see it, music is anything but an escape or a drug or any other similar metaphor it’s labeled with. In fact, I find music very revealing and evolutionary.

I have discovered more things about myself than I ever thought possible through the music I listen to. It especially has an uncanny way of letting me know the precise state of mind that I am in. I might want to listen to Moon river and pretend I’m Audrey Hepburn singing longingly into the night sky one day, and the next day, rock out to some 80s tunes (while wearing neon socks and pretending that my hairbrush is my mike, of course).  Today, I’m in the mood for some doleful Lana Del Rey as I watch the incessant Bombay rain pitter and patter onto my window pane. Such is the power that the tune and the lyric have over me. It’s like a mirror and the reflections are who I have chosen to be for the day.

So, to sum it up, when I’m stuck in one of THOSE aforementioned phases for a while, I come up with a great playlist, that helps me face reality in a way that makes me not want to punch it in the face. Those crafty singers with their crafty songs.  All at once, I’m handed over my demons for confrontation and reflection and I don’t mind it one bit. I brood on the songs and let them show me things I have conveniently chosen to overlook (which is the root of all my problems in the first place)  and I’m then filled with the freshness of tomorrow and the willfulness of the past, longing to make the today count.

No, it’s not a Playlist. It’s a lifeline, an opportunity.

So, I thought I would share my playlist for this monsoon with you. I hope you love the songs and find that the music soothes your soul too, and takes the edge off, far far away. 

Warwick Avenue – Duffy

Pawn Shop Blues – Lana Del Rey

Cherry Wine – Nas ft Amy Winehouse

Girl You’ll be a Woman Soon – Neil Diamond

The Reason – Hoobastank

Again and Again – Jewel

I Need a Doctor – Eminem ft Dr.Dre and Skylar Grey

Tiny Bubbles – Don ho

Cheers (Drink to That) – Rihanna

National Anthem – Lana Del Rey

You – The Pretty Reckless

If You Could See Me Now - The Script

Swallowed In The Sea - Coldplay
Ready or Not - Bridget Mendler

As you can see, I don't have a specific genre. Don't you think it's a lot better that way? I so hate stereotypes. Enjoy. :)