Ashley Perez62
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joined Sep 2006
It might sound like a cliché, but music literally feeds my soul
When I get home from work, I always pull up YouTube to catch whatever music videos I've been obsessed with lately—usually a handful of tracks I just have to hear every single day. Don't get me wrong, I love the visuals, but the music is what matters; I just use YouTube because the selection is massive and everything is easy to find—I've definitely moved away from using CDs...
I’m big on electronic music: electro, techno, breakbeat, deep house—but it has to be well-produced, not some mindless, repetitive noise
I crave that edge in electronic tracks—that sharp, filtered electro sound that hits just right...
I love the sense of space in electronic soundscapes—and beats that actually make sense, rather than those stupid, overextended builds
I feel this kind of music in my bones—when I dance to it, I don't need much else to "get" it. It’s visceral. I feel this constant urge to map out every single sound through movement—this intuitive, spontaneous way of dancing where my hand or foot seems to anticipate the next second of audio, syncing up perfectly. It’s just... total immersion
I enjoy pop too, provided it has some actual identity—for that, I usually lean toward the 80s or early 90s
There was just more soul back then—everything today feels so forced
For instance, with classical, nothing moves me quite like the highs and lows of the violin and its kin—Vivaldi, for example, conjures images of bright sunlight in my mind, while Smetana’s version of the Mississippi River captures the sheer mass of a great river
And Enye Carribean's "Blue" has this opening that reminds me of looking out over the open ocean from a small plane skimming the water—it captures that total intoxication of being at sea
The flow of Enye Orinoco gives me visions of massive waterfalls shattering into mist—it looks like gazing down at Earth from orbit, watching the planet shimmer. It feels like an epic journey, and that choir at the end of Orinoco Flow? It feels like some spirit is merging with you (gives me chills every time)
I love the harp in that same way
Vangelis is in a league of his own—his music triggers such intense mental imagery:
Antarctica—sounds so pure they mimic the cold, like gliding between icebergs with glimpses of a dark, navy, almost black ocean underneath
Alpha—that blue chill and the distant echo of a star
Intergalactic radio station—the intro describes the crushing weight and vastness of space, followed by that constant drone of a radio frequency traveling through the void
enigma—Age of Loneliness—that indigenous vocals; it's like a call from the future, stretching me through time until I'm left with this ache in my throat, followed by goosebumps from something much larger and beautiful
Engima—TNT for the Brain—that steady opening sound—cold, dangerous, mystical; it's a journey into the self
So, that's basically it. That's what I look for. But mostly, I love synesthesia—when music can trigger all the senses like that. If it pulls that off, it's good music in my book
