This weekend I had the privilege to go home for a weeding, my young twin sisters birthday and for my church anniversary. On my way back on the train I was able to b ring my guitar back home to show my friends and family because I had recently bought it. Now that I'm on the train heading back to Babson thinking of what medium to write about I thought that I would take the time to talk about my guitar. It's a simple acoustic Fender guitar, nothing great, but lately even though I have so much work I manage to find at least 20 minutes to practice. It's becoming my primary tool to unplug myself from all other mass media and other electronic mediums that hinder me. When I start playing my guitar, which I still barely know, I'm able to renew my mind. The guitar has special abilities to transform mere sounds into a melody, creating music.
As an active audience, I not only listen and play music, I share music with others by talking about the latest music out there. Also, I consider it to be a cold medium. Even though the song is complete and there is no need to add anything to it, the interpretation and the effects it has on people differ. Some people might take Mozart music as soothing and relaxing, others might think it's only for smart people, yet another group might ante it because it makes them fall asleep or want to kill themselves. I personally love it.
That's why my guitar is my favorite instrument because it not only allows me to escape my world from all other mediums, it also takes these noises, thoughts and coordination from my hands to craft a melody. That's how I create the melody of my life.