I was browsing through my DVD catalogue this morning and decided to go on a Pink Floyd trip. (sorry to disappoint you with the title, which is a Led Zeppelin concert film's title.) As the track High Hopes started playing, I time travelled a few years into the past. I was bed ridden, with a very high fever and an infection on my thigh which needed medical help to get rid of it.
High Hopes was that track which acted as the pain killer at that point of time. I remember vividly, the first time I listened to the track. I immediately fell in love. It was around that time that VH1 had entered the Indian satellite TV scene and on one of the mornings, they aired the track. I fell in love with the video too.
Another of those instances is when I listened to Master of Puppets for the first time on my newly acquired 2.1 system(which I eventually sold off due to logistics issues and regret the move now). I remember increasing the volume to glass shattering levels and jumping up and down on the bed. I never looked at Master of Puppets as just another song.
Fast forward a few months, I was at the canteen in college where a guy I knew was fiddling around with his acoustic guitar. He was playing a very good tune and I learnt that he was playing Harvest by Opeth. I asked for a few track suggestions and ended up worshipping the band.
I decided to give Ride the Lightning a listen on a rainy evening, when I was at home for a vacation. It was love at first listen. Fade to Black caught my imagination like no other song did at that time. I was in love with Metallica.
Most of the times, it's just another listening session. But at times, it becomes a life changing experience. The song remains the same, but you start associating memories with it. Happenings from life with it. And then, music and you become one.
High Hopes was that track which acted as the pain killer at that point of time. I remember vividly, the first time I listened to the track. I immediately fell in love. It was around that time that VH1 had entered the Indian satellite TV scene and on one of the mornings, they aired the track. I fell in love with the video too.
Another of those instances is when I listened to Master of Puppets for the first time on my newly acquired 2.1 system(which I eventually sold off due to logistics issues and regret the move now). I remember increasing the volume to glass shattering levels and jumping up and down on the bed. I never looked at Master of Puppets as just another song.
Fast forward a few months, I was at the canteen in college where a guy I knew was fiddling around with his acoustic guitar. He was playing a very good tune and I learnt that he was playing Harvest by Opeth. I asked for a few track suggestions and ended up worshipping the band.
I decided to give Ride the Lightning a listen on a rainy evening, when I was at home for a vacation. It was love at first listen. Fade to Black caught my imagination like no other song did at that time. I was in love with Metallica.
Most of the times, it's just another listening session. But at times, it becomes a life changing experience. The song remains the same, but you start associating memories with it. Happenings from life with it. And then, music and you become one.
