Young @ Heart

My magic crystal ball (which is always accurate) is telling me that my future holds an entire week of Fix You playing over and over in my head. Fix You happens to be my second favorite Coldplay tune, but one that has long since fell out of my playlist rotation. It took a kindly old man's rendition to bring it back up. (A kindly old man whose voice was a deadringer for Johnny Cash. Holy Smokes, Johnny Cash singing Coldplay? Awesome). So in light of its return to the top of my Recently Played list, I'm forgoing any discussion of thoughts I may have on this movie concerning all those fancy things like age, friendship, and life, and elaborating on a character we didn't discuss really in class - the music.

Aside from the obvious attention grabbers, one I got a kick out of was the group singing Sonic Youth... Sonic Youth. What completely blew my mind was that these people, while making it very obvious that it was not their cup of tea, still accepted the fact that this was art, this was music, people actually enjoyed this; they didn't just dismiss it simply on the fact that it was created generations after theirs. It's an attitude I'm sure most teenagers severely wish their parents would adopt.

It's perfectly justifiable to classify the music as a character itself. The music is what they depended on, even more than the director Bob Cilman, even more than they depended on Stan to drive them there. It was the sole reason this group exists. One of the biggest and most important things they all had in common - their love for music.

I often think about this one ridiculously interesting PBS special I saw once on the science of music. This a completely unscientific and inaccurate explanation, but essentially, all of our sub-atomic particles (or whatever they actually are) have a rhythm, responding to sound waves and whatnot, so we literally have music inside of us.