Git up, get out, get music

In my house, music is always playing. When I drive, walk, or engage in any other form of travel, my iPods are with me, plugged in and playing. When I blog, I’ve got music playing. At work, I keep the music handy for those moments when a tune is needed. At the gym, music. On a run, music. During sex, music. After sex, music. You get the idea. I love music, I love having it around, and I love hearing it. Old favorites, new discoveries, and unfamiliar tunes (pandora rules!).

One of the things I enjoy most about music is the power some songs have to evoke emotions. Sunday morning, I got up (at a reasonable hour) and was feeling my usual blahs, a vague notion that going back to bed might be a good idea. All of the sudden, a line from an ancient Outkast/Goodie Mob song found its way from my deep dark subconscious into my frontal lobe: ‘Git Up Get Out’… it goes like this:

You need to git up git out and git somethin
Don’t let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up git out and git somethin
Don’t spend all your time tryin to get high
You need git up git out and git somethin
How will you make it if you never even try
You need to git up git out and git somethin
Cuz you and I got to do for you and I

So I found it online and downloaded and played it on loop for a good 20 minutes. For me, the song takes me back to my days at Cal. Mostly to one of the lazy summers I spent living in the Kappa Alpha house (along with Hoese, Aguirre, Adi, and about 15 other slackers) smoking phat cones, spinning wax on my 1200s and freestyling at all hours. (Yes, the good ol’ days). Anyhow, this song came out back then and served then, as it did for me on Sunday, as a magical inspiration.

With the song in my head and my heart, waking up, showering, and, yes, getting out and getting something became so much easier. Imagine that. Of course there are hundreds of songs that affect me in one way or another – sadness, excitement, remorse, hyperness, lament, or motivation, or whatever. That’s why I love music.