For the longest time, the only thing I wanted was a musical soulmate. I wanted to be the Zooey Deschanel who strikes a conversation with Joseph Gordon-Levitt in the elevator because she saw him listening to a song she liked by The Smiths. I wanted to be the Norah to somebody’s Nick and find my musical twin after digging up mix CDs in the trashcan. I wanted somebody to roll eyes to Top 40 music with. I wanted the feeling of sharing my excitement for an album with a person who feels exactly the same enthusiasm. I wanted mix CDs with hidden messages in the song lyrics. To me, a compatible music taste meant a compatible personality. I lived in the clouded illusion that in order to have a strong connection with somebody, they had to like the same bands as me.
With this narrow mindset, my expectations didn’t match up to reality. At that time, I ridiculously felt that my music taste was so one-of-a-kind and thought that anybody who had a taste similar to mine was truly special. I found myself annoyingly pouncing on anybody who liked the same band as me, as if they were the only ones in the world who did. I even went to the extent of asking a person I barely knew to a concert because I wanted a musical companion. I also cruelly dismissed somebody who sent me music, not even listening to the song, because it wasn’t the genre of my preference. I didn’t know how silly I was being, judging others so harshly based on what they listen to. The only thing I knew was that every day when I came home from school, I would listen to music for hours and have nobody to talk about it with. I was trying to fill a void that I had by molding my friendships around music taste. However, I have learned that living with this mentality would never be satisfying. I was trying desperately to look for something that didn’t exist, and was turning into a snob for it.
Through my foolish actions, I have come to realize that it is not a rare occurrence for somebody to like the same bands as me. Now, I open my mind to new genres of music and no longer use music taste as the sole determining factor in making friendships. I know that during the course of my life, I’m going to meet dozens and dozens of these so-called “musical soulmates” who share the same music taste as me, and it’s not going to be anything monumental.
But one positive thing about this experience is that I have uncovered my undying love for music and my undying urge to share it. It has also helped me discover that there are other, more cooler ways of sharing music that do not require having a musical soulmate – like writing articles on Mind Equals Blown.