Apparently I listen to music differently than other people do. Or at least Kimber and Sammy. They have made the bold claim that I am a little bit special, which makes me a little bit sad.
I am mildly synesthetic, I think, but I’ve always figured almost everybody is “mildly” synesthetic, and that absolutely must be the case when it comes to something as powerful as music. I’m not the cool kind of synesthete with savant-like memorization abilities; I just associate shapes and colors with stuff, and apparently this has a tremendous impact on the way I listen to music. Typically I’ll lie down with a pair of good headphones and just listen, with my eyes closed, away from any distractions. I see the sounds as shapes and colors, and the music becomes a complete, visceral, sensory experience. Some songs have more obvious themes they want me to pick up on, and I build elaborate scenes out of them.
I was aware that other people did not do this, but not that they could not do this, which is a fact I refuse to accept. These things seem to be important and intentional features of great music.
I figure all most people need to do is give it a try. Maybe you’re too busy for that kind of horseshit—lying on the floor for an hour when, after all, there are dishes to be done—but if you can shut your mind off and let the sounds do to you what they will, I bet they’ll do something.
I’ll open the comments up for this post, because I really want to know how other people listen to music. Maybe I’ll add this to a list of things to impress hipster chicks with, but just this once, I think I’ll be happier to find out I’m completely normal and my girlfriends are broken.