Standing in the crowd, in the arena, surrounded by thousands of Script fans, staring up at Danny, Glen and Mark. It was as if everything else went out of focus, and my eyes were glued to the stage.
I got to wondering, if our lives had a playlist, what would be on each of ours, and what reasons would we have for the choices?
From your favourite, your hated, to the down-right cheesy, there are, to quote someone very special to me: “Songs for every occasion.”
So, whether you’ve got a pint, a mic or a hairbrush in your hand, singing along, although badly, provides us with some hilarious and unforgettable memories.
The song you'll sing on karaoke after too many Vodka and Coke's, the soundtrack to your favourite film, the oldest song you know, the one by your favourite band, the only song you like by an artist, the one with the meaningful lyrics, the one with the personal meaning for you, your best friend’s favourite party tune, the song you sing in the shower, the one that requires your best head banging and air-guitaring, the one you shamefully love, the song you privately hate, the one with the stupid lyrics, the chart song everyone just can’t get enough of, the one to sway to, the one to scream to, the one to dance to.
Whatever occasion, whatever time of day or night, no matter where you are in the world, I love that if a particular song comes over the radio, it’s like everyone knows what’s coming. That moment of recognition and expectation, where everyone, even strangers, exchanges knowing glances, just before they burst into dance. Those moments are the outstanding ones, the ones you’ll never forget.
Whether it’s the song that reminds you of That Ex, that special someone, a certain situation or it’s just a song that everybody loves to hate, music brings us together in a way that language never can. There’s nothing like the feeling of being surrounded by strangers, and a song coming on, and everyone sharing that one moment, no matter what’s happening in their own lives, for a moment, nothing matters, except the present.
Slap on your craziest grin, put on your dancing shoes and whack out your air-guitar, because it’s not going to last forever.