Song and emotion, II

I was thinking some more about the ideas behind Song and emotion, and I realized music is an absolute source of comfort to me.

That’s kind of a duh statement. But it’s apparently not that way for everyone.

I can elaborate a little bit. For me, music is like a familiar blanket, where your fingers know the perfect pattern and contrast of threads woven together. It brings years-old experiences to mind as if they were memories from only yesterday. It’s almost as evocative as scent.

Listening to a well-crafted song gives me an emotional high like nothing else.

Hmm. That’s kind of like being in love, isn’t it?