The first refers mostly to tempo and actual volume. And a little bit to pure, simple not-relatedness. Think "Raise Your Glass" by Pink, "The Devil Went Down to Georgia" by Zac Brown Band or "Forget You" by Cee Lo Green. These are the fun, simple songs that I can actually get lost in just enjoying. Blaring at an ear-piercing decibel as I race across the Howard Frankland with the windows down, these songs are an escape from the steady hum of mental unrest brought on by the events of the last few months. A brief, joyful respite.
Loud enough to drown it out. Bless these songs.
The second deals more with lyrics. Otherwise unrelated songs with one thing in common: words that hit straight to the heart of what we're walking through. I hide from these songs sometimes, in favor of the easier escape songs. But when I decide to bear one of these types of songs, one thing is sure to happen: I find the courage I need to turn and face the questions I've been running from. I have no other choice. The lyrics force me to. They lend clear expression to what I've been choosing not to say. They turn me toward it. They stop the hum by actually calling to the carpet the fears and hurts that have been rumbling about within, nameless.
Words like "we were the Kings and Queens of promise" or "I go back to December all the time" have the power to immediately change the conversation in my mind. I hear "Time After Time" or "The Valley Song" and my mind is flooded with the faces that we stand with through the storms. "If I Die Young" by The Band Perry used to be one of my favorites. I run from it now, because suddenly it's about something else entirely. It's hard to imagine now that the line "ain't even grey but she buries her baby" used to scarcely catch my attention.
These songs make up the soundtrack of this season.
They're loud enough to make the pain find a voice. Loud enough to make it speak, to make it say what it needs to. Poignant phrases that claim a moment of actual thought instead of all the rumbling. Lines that state without shyness what I can't say: how differently I see myself and my family and our future now, the things that I no longer feel so sure of in life, the questions I have for the Lord that I'm not sure He'll ever answer.
Loud enough to make it speak. Bless these songs too.
I've been surprised by how little patience I have lately for any music that's not one or the other of these. Lately, if it's not loud enough... I'm just not interested.
