When I was building my house, one feature my brother insisted I put in was built-in speakers It was an inexpensive add-on to the house that gave so much value in return. Having that surround system envelope me everyday while I worked, painted, ate, sleptβit was therapy. It makes me smile just remembering it.
Music speaks to feelings in a language altogether its own. It is feeling itself. And Iβm happy my daughter has her own relationship with music, even when she borrows mommyβs playlist. She loves it like food; itβs nourishing for her.
On Green Day, letβs check the music we play everyday: whatβs on the playlist? Whatβs on repeat? Is it easy (or a hassle) to play it? Whatβs the sound quality of our everyday music?