The Joy of Music

Music and I have a long history. My mom is a music lover like myself, so I've grown up listening to it. I remember as a little girl listening to my mom's favorite band, Venice. The volume was loud and I had certain songs of theirs that were my favorites. I also grew up listening to Amy Grant. Christmastime at my parent's bakery was one of my favorites because we pulled out the Amy Grant Christmas albums. I loved singing along to Rockin Around the Christmas Tree while dancing around an imaginary Christmas tree.

My first concert was at the age of six. Back then, in 1997, you went to a Ticketmaster to buy concert tickets rather than ordering them online. My mom happened upon a Ticketmaster and saw that tickets to an Amy Grant concert in Seattle on Easter were just a few minutes away from going on sale. She decided on a whim to buy tickets for the family and somehow ended up with front row tickets. We went down to the Paramount Theater that Easter and my parents brought a cheesecake from the bakery with them. My sister and I gave the cheesecake to the security guard during intermission. When Amy came back out, she was going through some stuff that people had given her. I vividly remember her opening up the box, looking at the sticker and saying, "Ooo, Jim and Kerry's Cheesecake!" Of course, we have no idea if she actually ate it, but it was so cool for me to see this famous musician holding my parent's cheesecake.

As I got a little older, I began to listen to a lot of pop music like Britney Spears and Backstreet Boys. NSync was my favorite 'band' for a couple of years. However, when they released their album Celebrity, I remember listening to the lyrics and not liking the band much anymore. Even at the age of 10, I realized that the lyrics weren't appropriate. I soon discovered a Christian pop 'band' called Jump5. They soon became my favorite band. In fifth grade, all of my classmates were still listening to NSync. I remember walking around with Jump5's Spinning Around stuck in my head and I was sad that my classmates couldn't enjoy their music like I did.

Later in fifth grade, I started listening to the A/C group Point of Grace. They soon became another favorite of mine. In sixth grade, my sister won a CD by a band called Sanctus Real. She never opened it. I got a compilation CD somewhere that had a song by Sanctus on it and loved it. Then I realized that my sister had their CD. They quickly overtook both Jump5 and Point of Grace as my very favorite band. I lurked on their message boards for a long time before gaining the courage to ask my parents if I could join the boards. They let me join, and my musical love quickly grew. I made lots of friends on those boards, some of which I am still in touch with, as well as discovered a lot of new bands. I also learned how to listen to clips of songs on Amazon to decide if I wanted a CD.

One day when I was 12, I was watching an old Mary Kate and Ashley show (I think So Little Time) and they had a couple of songs on the show that I really liked. At the end of the show, I discovered that the band was called Superchick. They also became a favorite band of mine. My sister got me their first CD, Karaoke Superstars, as part of my 13th birthday present. I still love listening to that album. Later that summer, I went to Creationfest for the first time. I had already discovered a lot of new music and was excited about all the bands that would be there. The two I was most excited for, however, were Sanctus Real and Superchick. I went to each of their concerts and even got to meet both of the bands. As a 13 year old recent music addict, that was a huge deal.

Eight and ninth grade were a couple of tough years for me. I was in a depression and didn't really have a lot of friends. The one thing I did have, though, was music. I remember listening to some songs over and over again because they made me feel like I wasn't alone. The summer before ninth grade changed music for me forever. My sister won a compilation CD at our new youth group and gave it to me. I listened to each track carefully and in the end only liked one song on it. The song was by a new band called Flyleaf. It was a bit of a different sound for me, but I loved it. I looked them up online and watched their music video. I found out that they had an album coming out later that year. I got that album for Christmas from my sister and listened to it far too many times to count. I still listen to that album on a regular basis.

Over the years, I had discovered a lot of new bands; I developed a sort of personal relationship with each band and each song. I went to Creation every summer and got to see my favorite bands again as well as discover new ones. Soon, I had a vast library of music and a long list of favorite bands, though Sanctus Real was always at the top. I became a concert addict. In ninth grade, my mom took me to see Switchfoot at a bar in Seattle. That was the coolest thing for me. I had just recently seen them play the main stage at Creation; when I saw the size of the stage they would be playing on that night, I was shocked. I couldn't believe how close I would be to the band! My mom and I waited after the show and got to meet Jon Foreman. My mom and I were both so impressed with how personable and thankful he was.

The summer before tenth grade also changed music for me with the discovery of the band Paramore. I found out that their drummer, Zac, was only about a year older than me and that just blew my mind. I couldn't believe that this semi-successful band had a member that was so close to my age! They became another one of my favorite bands. Hayley's voice combined with the song lyrics just hit me somewhere inside. I could relate to all of their songs and just felt comfort in their music.

That same summer, I found out about an organization called To Write Love On Her Arms. They were actually how I found out about Paramore. They have a story that was written as the basis of the existence of their organization. One of the quotes really stood out to me and four years later is still one of my favorite quotes: "Stories wait for endings, but songs are brave things bold enough to sing when all they know is darkness." That quote meant so much to me because of how big of a role music played in my life. There were times when I was just in a bad place and music was the one thing that could comfort me. In a lot of ways, I think music is responsible for me continuing to have a relationship with God. Without it, there were a lot of times I probably would have just given up on Him.

I believe it was in tenth grade when I finally decided that Flyleaf could be considered my favorite band. More than any other band, their music and lyrics spoke to those dark areas of my life and gave me hope. Their music is considered dark by a lot of people, but it is still filled with hope. Never does the band leave you feeling depressed. Their music helped me to deal with a lot of stuff. I finally got to see them live for the first time in eleventh grade. Lacey Sturm, their lead vocalist, was and is one of my biggest role models. I got to meet her after that show and was just so inspired by her.

I also in the last two years started listening to the band Barlowgirl. I had written them off as a crappy chick band when they started but finally decided to actually listen to their music. I was surprised with how talented of musicians they were as well as how strong, outspoken and honest their lyrics were. To me, almost every one of their songs felt like it was written just for me. The Barlow sisters also have become huge role models for me.

In the last couple of years, my musical taste has expanded a lot. I can go from listening to loud, rambunctious screamo music to singer/songwriter stuff like Noah Gundersen. I have also learned to appreciate musical skill. I can listen to a song and recognize how much talent it takes to play. I guess that comes from my mediocre knowledge of playing guitar. I have also become a major concert addict. At this point in time, I am going to at least one concert a month, if not more.

Sometimes I turn my iTunes onto shuffle and just listen. I love to see what old songs it'll play. I can listen to a song and it'll bring me back to a specific situation where that song helped me through something or perfectly expressed how I was feeling. I have songs that I have cried to. Certain songs just hit me so hard that I can't just sing along to them, I have to yell the words at the top of my lungs. There are songs that make me want to become a part of something bigger in my life, to do something to change the world. To me, music is inspiring, comforting, healing, loving and hopeful. Music is constant.