Though, such engagements will surely come, whether we want them or not.
God forbid one ever has to really engage with such a potentially dire question in their introspections. Hyperbole, metaphorical or not, this spark acts primarily as a clarion call answer to the constant question: Everyone needs that initializing spark - an idea, a purpose, a dream - in order to keep themselves going within the darkness. But then, I also remember the urge to temper my joy, certainly not vocalize it to my friends you see, Twilight was a source of widespread derision as a “trashy chick flick” and Paramore, in association or standing alone, was a ‘chick’ band, was “emo”… ~ is a spark that must be nourished, protected, understood, with the kind of passion commensurate to its existential significance to us. Listening to it there in the bustle of advisory chatter, nearly no one else paying attention (few ever *watched* the school announcements), I distinctly remember “Decode” striking me as a jam - I dug it instantly. Paired with the release of Twilight in theaters earlier that month, I knew of the band and had heard some of their past hits of course, but held no judgments, let alone fanaticism concerning their music.
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I have vague memories of watching the shoddily-made high school ‘announcements’ on the in-class TV during my freshman year, the close out song & music video one fine day being “ Decode” by Paramore.
Whether it comes from their instrumentally hyperactive-to-melancholic, angsty yet profound, pop punk sound or Hayley William’s transcendent vocals, over the last three years their music has been integral to me. Well, I guess I could answer these questions if I thought about them. I’m not exactly sure how, or when it happened exactly, or even why. ~ Paramore’s music has become special to me in recent years.
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