It’s midterms week and I’m sitting in my school’s library as I attempt to study the last chapter of Macroeconomics. This morning, I had an intense desire to listen to the entire discography of the Arctic Monkeys. I haven’t stopped listening since. It is a distraction because I’m instantly transported to the past and all these old memories keep flooding back.

That’s the beauty of music.

It can bring you back to a certain time and place in the past that may seem insignificant then. Arctic Monkeys brings me back to days driving to and fro college, adventures with my close friends that I don’t see as often anymore, as well as days where I felt less than okay. Who would’ve thought that I would miss the days driving to and fro college? I no longer have a car now since I left home because I live in a new city of another country. As grateful as I am to be here, I do miss my car so much.

I haven’t listened to Arctic Monkeys for months now. The need to listen to them faded as time passed.

Let’s rewind to a couple of years back. My iTunes playlist looked like this:

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After a semester in San Francisco, I transitioned to Spotify and my playlist now looks like this:

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To illustrate my growth in terms of music, I used to think Drake was just alright, as I rather listen to the Arctic Monkeys’ cover of Hold On, We’re Going Home. 2013 me was very much ignorant in terms of anything outside the “indie/alternative rock” scene. I legitimately asked, “Who’s Drake?’

Well, look at me now, 2013 self. Look at me now.

I know Come Thru word for word. I’ve watched all of A$AP Rocky’s music videos more than 10 times. I paid $60 just to see Kanye’s latest collection at Madison Square Garden, but mainly to listen to his new album.

What in the world happened?

Growth did. I grew out of this box I locked myself in and ventured to a new genre. Being in a new place or a new phase in life can do that to a person. You are exposed to a whole new world and the experiences that come with it has a different soundtrack playing.

Drake was introduced to me by my roommates and the girls across the hall in my first semester at Academy of Art University, but it was largely influenced by my good friend, Trina. When I visited her in LA for the very first time, all she did was play Nothing Was The Same. I would roll my eyes, but at the end of the trip, I had the entire album on my phone. I love Drake, but I also love it because of the sentimental ties of it. Hanging out with Trina was a blast and from that first trip, we’ve done so much together. Our friendship has grown to something more than mutual friends. To further illustrate our friendship, I would like to point out that she helped me move from San Francisco to New York City. Who does that?????      

So yes, I would say that a change in music taste is more than just that. It is a growth in your very being. Music connects with the soul, so where you are now is not going to be where you were three years ago; mentally, emotionally, and physically speaking.

I hope your journey has been a pleasant one! When you need a trip down memory lane, revisit old playlists. You’re welcome.

Art credit: Josephine Leclerc


March 25, 2016