Life, there are just some things about it that we cannot explain. On a daily basis, I am constantly reminded of what little I truly know. The more that I learn, the more that I realize just how much I am lacking–in nearly every aspect of life. It’s difficult to not wonder whether I have learned anything, at times.
With this being the case, it may go without saying that there are experiences, ones which an leave impression and sense of awe on our inner person. We have the pleasure of encountering such experiences throughout our time on this earth, from time to time. The certain phenomena that elicit feelings deep within our hearts, souls, and minds; ones which possess the power to change our mood in an instant. For example, music.
Music. It is difficult to imagine life without it. I do not think it would be wrong of me to state that it is a natural part of the human experience. We, as human beings, find a way to create. I’d imagine it would be better to talk to an anthropologist or psychologist–particularly when it comes to the nature and conception of music, song, etc. At any rate, I will say that song is merely an extension of the human desire to create; in a variety of ways, music springs forth from the heart. Hard to explain.
I am a music enjoyer. My philosophy on music is pretty simple: if it sounds good, I listen to it. I am not a genre-type person; I am not fond of gate-keeping. Provided that I find it to sound good, I will literally listen to anything.
A couple years ago, a friend of mine introduced me to Chase Atlantic. When I first heard the name, I was under the impression that it was the stage name for an individual performer. Needless to say, I had never heard of “him.”
The first song by Chase Atlantic I heard was “HER.” It was a relatively unique sound. It’s not easy for me to place my finger on what piqued my interest. All I know is I liked it. It bopped. It was a vibe.
It is a conviction of mine that what draws one into a song can only be measured with tools of subjectivity. There are aspects of music that can be measured in an objective manner, certainly. Despite this, at the end of the day, it is up to an individual whether they like a song or not. Music is art, and art is subjective in an ontological sense.
As I was enjoying the music, I decided to browse the web. It did not take me long to realize that Chase Atlantic was not a person. Quite the opposite.
Without diving too deep into the details, I became quite fond of their music. There was a period of time where they were all I listened to. It’s a tad surprising, especially considering how shallow the subject matter of their music tends to be. I am not poking fun, but almost every single one of their songs involves the following: sleeping around, doing drugs, etc.
The lifestyle portrayed through their lyrics is that of the stereotypical “ROCKSTAR.” There is a disconnect for me because getting my rocks off with a different chick every night and getting honestly is not a lifestyle that appeals to me. I am a relatively vanilla person. Despite this, I cannot help but be immersed into nearly every single one of their songs.
There are, of course, some exceptions. I have found a few songs that I am not really as fond of, but I definitely don’t dislike them. They just don’t have the same appeal as others, which is to be expected. All I can say is that they have the “it factor.” I do not know for certain what “it” is, but they have it.
The lead vocalist, Mitchel Cave, is an obvious talent–as is the rest of the band. I have a tremendous amount of respect for them and their work. They are incredibly talented musicians. I would go as far to say as they are masters of their craft. Though they are not “mainstream,” they have a large fanbase that is dedicated. I can’t help admire dudes that are able to say the stuff they say in their songs, yet maintain such loyal female fans. One could even refer to it as a cult following, of sorts. Groupie moment.
I unironically enjoy Chase Atlantic. Though I have trouble finding the words to explain why exactly that is, I nevertheless hold fast to my affection for them and their work. It’s difficult to find the words; all I can really say is they are just a vibe. Just felt like paying my respects.