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| quote: | | what if trance didnt exist? what if there wasnt any songs with a good beat like trance? what if the wearent any music at ALL? what would I be doing then.. how would I live? how would my perspective of life be? WHO WOULD I BE? |
I have to tell you, I've had a glimpse of what life without your favorite music would be like; and trust me, none of you want any of it.
Bit of background: I write electronica myself, play several instruments, work at a studio as a music producer and mix engineer, and I'm a trance nut just like you folks. Once I was at a rehearsal for a cover band, a new band I was joining for the cash and experience. I didn't know how loud the band was going to get, and I figured that since this is a band that plays corporate functions, I'd leave my earplugs out. Bad move. We switched to a big rock number, the drummer went really loud, the whole band went loud, and when I came home, my ears were toast. Really bad, so bad that all the music I used to listen to with my headphones suddenly sounded like absolute crap! Crappy enough that it was useless to even listen to it.
Several days later, my ears still weren't back to normal. I was convinced that this is how they were going to stay for good, and that I'd have to retire from working in music. Above that, can you imagine if someone wrecked your expensive stereo system, the only one you have, and that you could never get a new one or listen to your favorite music on anyone else's, for the rest of your life? That's what it was like. I went with my folks out to dinner. Our car stopped at a red light, right next to another car. In that car, this girl had her system cranked up and she was moving and bouncing to the music, she looked like she was having such a good time, and it was a deeply painful reminder of what I thought I'd be living without. That dinner felt like my last meal. That night I was up in bed at 4 in the morning freaking out. My room was like a cold dungeon, complete with a snowstorm outside. I felt isolated from joy and doomed. All I could think of was the music I used to listen to, and all the sparkly pin-drop details that I thought I'd never hear again. I thought about the world that deaf people live in, and the agony of people who lost their hearing and wished they never knew what it was like to hear.
Anyway, I went to a couple of doctors, they told me it would be back to normal in a month or two, and luckily they were right. After taking time off, I'm back in the game.
I know this seems like a cliche, but if there's anything I can tell you, it's to protect your ears. Get hammered, get stoned, do whatever the #@^&$!! you want but protect your ears. (Maybe try not to overdo it with the other two...not too good for the brain, eh?  )
Last edited by Taz on Mar-28-2002 at 07:26
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