Showing posts with label Critical thoughts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Critical thoughts. Show all posts

Thursday, September 8, 2016

"Wake Me Up When September Ends"

September started some days ago, and there's always something that comes along with that - thousands of people on twitter with the hashtag #WakeMeUpWhenSeptemberEnds, and with thousands complaining about that fact too.

Why does this happen? 

Wake Me Up When September Ends is a Green Day song, which was written by Billie Joe Armstrong (singer of Green Day) talking about his feelings towards his father's death. Billie was 10, and after the funeral he ran away to his room and lay in bed, when his mother came looking for him, he said: "wake me up when September ends".

Most people who write tweets saying "wake me up when September ends", only say it because it's when school starts, which is why it annoys many people - the truth behind that line is way harder than that and it's not something to joke about.

Saturday, August 6, 2016

Why do we listen to sad music when we're upset?

It's late at night, maybe 1, 2, 3... AM, and for some reason, you end up listening to (what people call) emo music. Well, maybe you don't, maybe you're at a party listening to electronic music and having a lot of fun, but that isn't what I'm talking about, so, let's put that aside.

I'm talking about when it's late at night, you're on your own, feeling down thinking about your life, and you find yourself listening to sad music. It might even sound senseless, because, if you're not feeling okay, listening to sad music? Isn't that going to make everything worse? 

You've got a point there if you think so. In fact, sometimes, listening to sad music makes you feel even sadder and, you know, that only leaves us fucked up emotionally - which isn't cool at all. 

Why do we do that then? You want an answer? Here it is. (Well, at least this is why I do it, every person is different, but most people I've heard about agree with me in this)

If you're feeling down, it comforts you to know that someone out there understands you, that there's someone out there who knows what you're going through - because that means you're not the only one, that means you're not as alone as you feel. Am I right? 

Yeah, you will probably cry a river while listening to those sad lyrics. Nonetheless, it's like when you're opening up to someone and they just say "I know how it feels like, I've been there". Of course you don't want them to suffer, you don't like the fact that they've suffered (I guess), but their understanding embraces you. 

The difference is that you didn't have to say a word. The difference is that you do not know that person, and they do not know you. The difference is that you only put a song on. They don't know you, but for 4 minutes 51 seconds, it feels like they know you better than anyone else in this world. 

That's enough, that's all you needed. Someone understood you, someone told you that it was okay to hurt, that it was okay to feel all these things. Someone told you they felt the same way you did. Someone told you everything was going to be okay.

Do you ever feel this way? Let me know your experiences on this on the comments below!

Tuesday, July 26, 2016

Posers

Nowadays, a lot of people talk about fake fans, or as some call them, posers. 

First of all, let's clear up who people consider a fake fan. It's said that a poser is someone who pretends to like a band, pretends to be a fan only because it's trendy, or they want to be liked by a certain group of people. 

You might not like what I'm about to say, but it's my opinion though. 

Okay, I understand that you don't like the fact that someone says they're a bands biggest fan when they only know five songs, I get it. I understand that you hate it when someone pretends to like a band only because it's trendy or because someone said they like it. 

I used to be the kind of person who gets really mad at people who are like that, so I feel you.

However, honestly, what's the point of all of this? This doesn't have to be a damn battle, you know? Not knowing the name of each member of a band, not knowing their biography, or not knowing all the songs that they've released isn't a crime, for God's sake!

Of course it pisses me off when someone pretends to like a certain kind of music they don't like to fit in, but, who hasn't done something they didn't like to fit in? I have, and you too. 

It's taken to a point in which, even when you're discovering a band, if you don't know all the songs, you're a fake. All doesn't have to be about fighting. If you don't like someone's attitude (talking about posers), just ignore them. Not everyone's faking, and if someone is, maybe there's a reason, maybe they don't want to be left out. 

Maybe they don't have a reason, but, who cares? Are we really going to keep fighting for something so senseless? Go listen to the music you like, let other people live their life, live yours, and chill. 

There's too much hate in this world, to hate over this. 

Sunday, June 12, 2016

Don't preach hate.

Today I'm not talking about music, and this is the first time in... ages that I talk about stuff which isn't related to music, but here I am. However, I hate to talk about this.

A man armed killed today 50 people in a LGBT+ club in Orlando, called Pulse, and injured at least 53. The media informs that it was planned and also, according to Obama's words "we know enough to say this was an act of horror and act of hate". 

You've probably heard these heartbreaking news and I'm not surprising anyone by sharing these news with you. 

I'm writing about this because it hits home, because I cannot help but tear up everytime I just think about what happened. You might be thinking, "but you didn't know them, they weren't related to you" - it doesn't matter. And, actually, I'm not that different from the people who were killed today in Orlando. 

The same way that when it happened in France and the people killed were in a rock show I thought "it could have been me", I think it today. That's why today I ask for your attention and beg you to read this until the very end. 

Hate will lead us nowhere, hate isn't the solution to any problem. No matter who you are, your religion, your beliefs, your gender, your skin color, your sexual orientation, your age, your nationality... we are all human, we deserve to be treated as what we are... different, but equal. 

I know we live in a society that tells us to hate whoever/whatever's different, but today I ask you to burn all those bridges, say goodbye to all the insults they taught you. You'll probably be thinking, "but I didn't kill anyone, why do I have to change?"... because we need to preach love, we need to put our lit. 

Tomorrow, don't call that guy from high school "faggot", don't call that girl from your neighborhood "tranny", don't insult that person who has different beliefs than yours... don't preach hate. Whether you believe it or not, by not doing that you will actually make a difference, a positive one. If you do the opposite thing, you're stimulating hate. Which side would you prefer to be in?

I join the path that leads to a brighter future, to a better world in which we all can be ourselves without being afraid of getting hurt, of being harassed or killed. I join the side in which I'll find people determined to make a better world for all of us. 

Show the world that we're better than this. Maybe we cannot change the whole world, but we can change someone's world. I am a part of the LGBT+ community, I'm not any less of a person because of that, and I'm proud of it. Never be ashamed of your true colors - never make someone feel ashamed of their true colors either.