Friday, May 25, 2012

Dub Steppin'

     I love music.  Love it.  I love hearing something new.  I enjoy finding different groups.  I am thrilled with concerts.  Music motivates, inspires and grounds me.  It can push me to walk the track for miles.  It can also push me out of a funk.  Sometimes it's even the deal breaker for holding back the tears.  But whatever the emotion it evokes...I listen.  I love.  I wish that I had more free time to search for new music.  I am appreciative when someone sends me a name to check out.  I don't miss a free concert that might introduce me to something wonderful.  My other blog is based on music and the therapy it provides.  As a Mom about to hit 40 I have realized that I am the woman I used to make fun of...ya know the one that I thought should be listening to Celine Dion but isn't.  See I still like the new stuff.  I stay semi-current.  I might not be as cool as the Brooklyn folk but I'm definitely not listening to the easy stations.  When I'm pissed I listen to heavy rap.  When I'm light I listen to dance and pop. You get the idea.  I have never been defined by a music style preference and I don't think that will change anytime soon. 
     All this being said...and aware that I am terribly late to the cool party...I have finally checked out dub step.  Dub Step...yep, I'm old because somewhere as I type this I realize how silly it sounds.  That's ok though...remember my mantra: "This is the youngest I will ever be!".  I went to Playlist where they have featured genre lists of music and guess what?  Dub Step has it's very own.  I listened for quite a while.  I find it funny that the new generation likes to change it up a little and give it a fresh title.  But back in the day I liked me some techno and I think this is his cousin.  It also has a layered percussion and synthesized sound that I find pretty cool.  Maybe it IS just a guy and his Mac but it will get my ass moving around that track when I finally find my way back to it!!! 
     Now as for being old...I love it for a bit but after some time I need to stop listening and in the sigh of relief that comes after the silence...I realize I'm not that young after all.  ;)

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