Whenever I’m in the dumps, I tend to float towards a very depressing music playlist. Songs strictly about depression, breakups, anxiety, & suicide. And for some reason it helps.
I think I know the reason: They’re going through the shit, too. When I’m down, I don’t want fucking Bruno Mars to sing me… hold on, let me go look up a song. Yeah, I don’t want to hear Bruno sing me 24K Magic, whatever the hell that is. It just doesn’t resonate with me. Hell, even in a good mood, still doesn’t. OK, enough about Bruno. This isn’t about him. This is about you & me.
I’m curious, do you also find depressing music comforting in times of doubt, shame, and defeat? The song Jocelyn Flores by XXXTenacion is currently playing as I write this. Why? Well, I’ve had a very similar experience to the lyrics in the song (I’m sure I’ll write about it one day). Also, artists who sing about real shit get my respect. I don’t think they care if they have my respect or not, but hey, any artists out there, remember your main audience: Depressed, creative people. We need you as much as you need us.
This is another one of those days where I really don’t have much to say, but again, I just enjoy writing to you lot. Today’s actually been quite amazing. My Pops came over for the day, I had a fantastic day at work, & I was pushed through to the final interview stage at a company I’d like to work at. Again, almost a 10/10 day, but I wish I could eat a bit more. Why can’t I just stay positive?! I was doing so well there!
OK, back to music. I’m not talking depressing music like… I don’t know, just soft stuff about breakups. If an artist creates a song about breakups that’s realistic, then I’m all for it. I find it helpful. Do you?
When an artist speaks of suicide, I find it helpful. Do you?
It’s nice to know that even the millionaires struggle – we have to remember that, we aren’t fucking alone here. We are the majority these days. We, The Sad. The individuals that will break from these chains & do some really, really cool shit in this world. Yeah, we’ll be dead one day, but how about we do some shit while we’re here? I think that sounds nice. Do you?
I’ll leave you with this: Next time you’re down on yourself, find a sad song and listen intently to the words, the melody, everything. Let the lyrics pull those feelings out of you, let the melody move those tears down your cheeks. Don’t be scared of listening to real shit. You need to hear it. You need to. We all know what running away does to us. We all know.
I really don’t know what the hell I typed here. I hope you enjoyed it. I enjoyed writing it. It’s about 90 degrees fahrenheit right now & I have about 10 mosquitoes feeding off my left arm & maybe my left butt cheek. I’ll find out later when I shower. Looks like it’s time to head back inside!
OH! Happy National Dog Day! (Don’t worry, this is the only “national” day that I actually give a damn about. Pet your pups!)
I wish you well. Try not to beat the shit out of yourself.