Feeling the Music

Since I was young, I’ve always loved music. It has given me something that can only be surpassed by my love of literature – a deep emotional connection to sounds that come out of instruments, a voice (or voices), and rhythm. Music is one of those things that people often take for granted – because it is everywhere. It is in advertising, in restaurants, you can hear it down in the London underground, on the streets. You may even hear it coming from someone’s headphones on the bus or as you walk past them.

For me, music is in my head. All the time. I listen to music from somewhere and then catch myself singing it to myself in my head all the time, like a broken record. Or I listen to old favourites in my head. It is like having a personal orchestra or rock band playing non-stop. Even if I wanted to switch it off, I inadvertently find it playing when I least expect it. It’s because, although I love music and couldn’t do without it, I’ve had tinnitus from a young age, and can somehow set the ringing and the humming to tunes in my head. I can think the rhythm of a song and soon enough, I’ll find my tinnitus humming along, trying to hit the high notes!

The reason I’m writing about this is because, as a deaf person (from birth), I think that there are some real misconceptions about whether deaf people can develop an emotional connection to music. The logic going, apparently, that if we can’t ‘hear’ the music, how can we appreciate it? I’ve told this story many times before on my blog – but when I was a child, and having a tantrum (as you do), my Dad came into my room and quickly put on a tape of Michael Jackson’s Thriller. It was the first time I had heard anything like it. Obviously, I forgot whatever I was angry about and just sat there listening to something amazing. My parents are both hearing, and have passed on an incredible legacy of music to my sister and I. We are both deaf, and love music as if it were part of our very skin.

My hearing has deteriorated over time – the last time I had a hearing drop was when I was a young teenager, so I steadily lost the little hearing I had that let me hear anything without my hearing aids. So over time, I guess I’ve re-learnt to hear music with my hearing aids. To describe it – I can hear the music, the rhythm and the voice, but not make out the lyrics. I rely on reading lyrics and getting to know a song very well with repeated listening. I imagine I can’t hear very high or very low notes, but all the same, with hearing aids, I can hear as much as they will allow me to. I also feel the beats, learn the rhythm. This is why music with distinctive bass lines appeals to me, although I still love a wide variety of music, from Jazz to Indie. It also helps if a performer is also an excellent dancer, like Michael Jackson – if you turn off the volume on his videos, you can still see the music.

Quite possibly, the process I go through when I ‘learn’ the music with repeated listening and reading of the lyrics, means that I recognise music that other people are not completely sure about when it comes on the radio or when they hear it out and about. If you take in something and absorb it, it just gets taken in differently than if you can immediately hear the lyrics and go – oh, it’s that song! It’s just a different way of hearing, or of recognising and experiencing something. Not hearing the same as someone who can hear most things doesn’t mean it’s a pity or that deaf people can’t hear anything. It just means we experience the world differently, that we use other means to access the world – our sight, the way something feels or smells or whatever. Everyone has their own way of accessing the world. I don’t take music for granted, and understand why its life changing for so many.

Rock is so much fun. That’s what it’s all about – filling up the chest cavities and empty kneecaps and elbows. ~ Jimi Hendrix.

Image from We Heart It.

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11 thoughts on “Feeling the Music

  1. Great post, totally relate to it! You might be interested in this youtube video ‘Prisencolinensinainciusol’ (gibberish song made to sound like English, kicks in after about 20secs):

    I find it a good way of showing hearing people how I hear music (and much conversation!) without lyrics, lipreading, etc.


    1. Cool video! I’m glad you could relate to the post πŸ™‚


  2. ‘Musical Ear Syndrome’ — I’ve got that! I was looking it up in Google the other day, and was amazed to find articles claiming that you’ll find it in ‘seniors’… and I thought “I’m not a senior, and it always seemed completely logical to me that the brain would just create these sounds to try and make sense of the muffled sounds that one hears.” I suppose things are only easy to understand if one experiences them for oneself. πŸ™‚


    1. Interesting! I’ve always found it difficult to explain this to people, and you’re right, I definitely think it isn’t just ‘seniors’ who experience it – I’ve had it for most of my life too. I sing to myself a lot…must seem a bit mad to people when I spontaneously start jiggling my foot in time or tapping my fingers to a rhythm, haha πŸ™‚


      1. I do that too! We can hear music they can’t…. I think of it as my own private (and personally tailored) radio station.


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