Every now and then we come across people who count on their hobbies the talent of "listening to music". I used to find it amusing even though I have been a music enthusiast since I was 9; with my first obsession being Enrique and my sisters' "Now" series cassettes. But despite this long and dedicated relationship, I would never really list it as a hobby or boast about my mere listening skills!
Over the years, my music taste has evolved and widened wherein I have had obsessive phases with almost all genres (minus metal- sorry I just can't) covering almost all the great music through the ages. I pride myself on being someone with a very diverse range of music preferences! Does that qualify it as a hobby? Somewhat like stamp or coin collections.
But nevertheless, it is strange because then it would be a hobby possessed by almost everyone!
My mother is the only one who thinks I sing well and God alone knows if there will ever be an instrument I will be able to play but somewhere over the years I knew I had to quantify the meaning of music in my life. Hey! I had dedicated a huge part of my life and time and tears and blaring to all this wonderful music. And it always meant something to me; I like to believe it means more to me than those around me. With that thought I always tried to attach myself somehow to this world I so strongly identified with.
Even as a simple part of the audience, with no absolute contribution to the music, I started defining music as my passion.
I still thought I was the only one who deserved this claim. It felt personal to me. I would hate having to appreciate someone else's music taste beyond a simple song or two..
As I grew up, I realized that we all had our emotional journies with music. Different songs for different moods, memories attached to certain songs, messages for others hidden in songs; tunes to make us smile, to make us cry, to make us sing along; to shout, to scream, to drive through. Once the realization hit me, everyone's music became important. Whether they said anything about it or not, it always let you know what mind frame the person's in. Music became the subtle inlet into people's minds..
Then I started searching. I wanted to know more, learn more about the people I care about; is everyone safe, loved, happy; is someone thinking about me, does someone maybe possibly miss me... I now needed a stronger connection between music, the people in my world and me.
I searched. I awkwardly, feeling very out of place, shared a few songs from YouTube on my Facebook, I found some editing app and made something for my Instagram. But it wasn't what I was looking for.
Music is a passion for so many of us..
So I did something about it. A lifetime of pain, love and mere listening brought me to Mudzic.
A mobile app to share the music that's important to you. Hopefully one day to build a world where everyone would share their passion, their hobby, their little love for music.
In case you think it's something you might have also been searching for, I found my answer with Mudzic
Https://rebrand.ly/mudzic
Note- if you're cursing me for soliciting; am I soliciting or pointing out a missing world and possibly helping?
