Olivia Gulino, Confused Writer
Every once in a while you will hear a piece of music that sincerely grabs you. It seizes your attention and throws you into an amazing musical experience. When you emerge from such an experience, you relish it and wish every track and every artist could produce a similar feeling. Unfortunately, such moments are rare, and, for this reason, they should be cherished all the more.
Despite the infrequent occurrence of such moments, I had one recently when I accidentally left the kitchen faucet on, resulting in rapidly dripping water, which, when it repeatedly struck the metal pan in the sink and slid downward toward the drain, created one of the most beautiful melodies I’ve ever heard.
When it comes to music, I’m all about simplicity. If there are too many musical elements in a track, it becomes a cacophony of confused styles when it should be a clean and minimal style. To create this cleanness, artists need to simplify. So many elements in modern music are superfluous. Vocals? Musical fluff. Guitar? Irritating filler. Instrumental piano bridge? I know they’re just trying to get to the standard three-and-a-half minute mark so they can call it quits.
So, when I heard this veritable symphony of simplicity literally pouring from my faucet, I was overjoyed to have this kind of musical experience. This is what music is meant to be. Lyrics are just distractions from the beauty of sound. The whirring of a VCR rewinding, the low rumble of the neighbor’s dog growling, the cracking of tortilla chips, the nervous pen-clicking of your fellow classmate during a particularly challenging exam — these are the sounds that bring us to the heart of music, not the artificial noise produced by so-called instruments and manipulated by the hands of sound engineers.
Music in its most pure form is trying to make a comeback. The question is, will we listen?