Depends what “music” we’re talking about. The latest release from whoever has won some tv “talent” show usually sounds like nails down a blackboard to me, it might as well be anyone, a duck they’ve scooped out of the local park pond, since they are all “produced” tweaked and put through machinery/computers to sound better than they actually are with the effect that they all sound the same. ick!!
Now if you’re talking about Sinatra, Dean Martin, Rosemary Clooney, OMG!!! sheer class and REAL talent. Back when you got famous because you were gifted, not because you keep being snapped while falling out of a nightclub drunk, or getting out of a limo sans underwear. Double ick!! I LOVE music, everything from any of the above wonderful artists to George Formby, Al Jolson, Jim Reeves to Whitesnake, to the beyond fabulous OMD (who are tremendous live still, we just saw them again in November on their “History of Modern” tour, (having seen them countless times since very early 80’s) they still got it to spare, and I’m so glad that Andy and Paul got the band back together.
I could go on, and on, I have as many favourite artists/bands as I have moods. Music can take me away from a bad day I’m having, it can make a good day great, I suppose what I’m trying to say is that really great music makes me feel, it takes you away to a different place, it clears your mind of all of the noise and rubbish that can clutter it up at times and I can actually feel my body, my nerves relax. Likewise if I’m being a domestic goddess on my day off work and getting stuck into the housework, I’ll have Sinatra belting out and they’re done in no time, and I’ll be singing my head off too lol. There is no way of explaining the sheer joy I get from music.