Nothing, but then again, everything.
For example, my current play list includes work by Justin Timberlake, Beethoven, India.Arie, Beyonce, Frank Ocean, Ab-Soul, Rihanna, Skyzoo, Chrisette Michelle, Goapele, Lupe Fiasco, Dawn Richard, Kendrick Lamar, Miguel, System of a Down , Kid Cudi, The Weeknd, and Meshell Ndegeocello.
I really don’t know because it’s what I like. The music I listen to really depends on my mood.
I’ve had people threaten to “revoke my black card” ß whatever the hell that means … because I don’t particularly care for the likes of Mary J. Blige or Two Chains. I have my reasons why I don’t care for their music, but I won’t list them here because that is their art and I’m not in the business of blasting something someone has put their heart and soul into. I hate to sound like a 5-year-old, but it’s really not nice.
But I digress, the point of this blog is to spark discussion on our taste in music. Does it matter? Does it speak to where a person is in life? Their experiences? Their past?
I like the music I like because it reminds me of times that were and times that are.
It reminds me of people, my partner, my children. Hell if it’s a particularly hostile song like M.O.P’s “Ante Up” I might just be still reeling from a particularly unpleasant interaction with a less than helpful Wal-Mart employee.
Music takes me to another place. It takes me to where I don’t have to care what I look like to other people; where I can dance in the grass barefoot; where I don’t have to worry about bill collectors calling me for debts; where I can really just be Theladywrites82.
Does that makes sense?
Who cares if it does, because I like what I like.
What do you like?