1.13.2017

did your music choose you?!? // collab ft. Brainwavz Audio

I consider music to be a choice people make with their eyes closed yet hearts and ears very very much open. yet the inevitable answer remains the same; why?!?
back in high school, all I wanted to do was to keep up with the latest trends and they obviously included the pop stars that were on fire. but instead of being all embarrassed about it now, it seems like a liberating thing. back when we weren't allowed to make much of life choices, at least the music I listened to was something I chose on my own. liberating.

but music choices evolve. just like Miley Cyrus decided to grow up and started making music I don't get. Of course, then we had to part ways and we did. Miley went her way on a wrecking ball and me, on an occasional middle life crisis. But look, we're having the best times of our lives now. I just thought of Miley Cyrus because she was the very first artist whose album's deluxe editions became my birthday gifts, whose lyrics could always be seen on my notebooks, whose work would stay with me in one form or another wherever I went.

But it changed. I haven't listened to Miley Cyrus in what feels like ages. I used to think it was a growing up things. Like, high-school-me grew out of rock punk insane Cyrus and escaped my way to another artist's work. Turned out it wasn't the case; there was something else in between.

It looks like music chose me the same way I was choosing it. I needed the rebellious music of Miley Cyrus in high school, I needed Selena Gomez's cheery songs in the senior year. But when these eras were done, there was no need for us to stick around. When college started, I got more into the indie bands. Maybe it was the (side) effect of growing up that made me grow out of past's music choices. I felt a little guilty as we proceeded ahead because ditching old choices was almost like scratching off a part of you that you didn't approve of, anymore. But that guilt didn't stay long for it was apparent that i didn't ditch it; I changed the direction.

My current playlist is so full of The 1975 and music that I found via multiple high-sped-make-up-tutorial videos. You see, the ways of finding music also shift. And it sounds and looks and seems weird but so many things in life are impossibly weird and we cannot do anything about them.

The answer to the former why is somewhere in these lines. Maybe you consciously choose your music due to some neurotransmission disorder or music chooses you because your current playlist sucks. I am a bit too sure about the latter.
Ending this whole music talk with the tool that's like my music homie these days - Brainwavz M100 earphones. I owe this post to them. They have the BEST sound quality than my previous pairs and god bless they come with a remote that, along with basic volume buttons, can make songs go forward and rewind without hassle.
It's like my 4th?!? pair of earphones from this company and they're just too good at what they do. M100 have a matte black body that reminds me of expensive sleek cars whose names I can never remember and they're too pleasing to look at.

In the box, there's a travel case, so many spare ear tips (with some bonus Comply Foam Tips T-400), a shirt clip and a velcro cable tie to keep these beauties safe. They have always been THIS generous with accessories. For more ~techy~ info, check out their website

(they are on sale for $89.50 and you can buy them from Brainwavz website or amazon)

Now, it's your turn. Tell me about your music choices and how did you happen to choose them?!? or did they choose you?!? spill the beans, i have way too much music in my head and i need to talk about it
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This post is an artistic collaboration with Brainwavz audio. I received a  product for a review. This post isn't sponsored and I wasn't paid to write this. For more info, check my disclaimer policy.

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