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Resisting the pull of capitalist-driven consumerism in your Spotify habits can feel surprisingly liberating - rather than endlessly chasing the thrill of crafting new playlists to capture fleeting moods, take a moment to genuinely connect with one by listening to it on repeat. Sticking to a single playlist this week has reeeeaaally deepened my appreciation for it. There is something beautifully minimalistic about it. Itā€™s like winning a small, yet satisfying battle over the relentless ā€˜grass is always greenerā€™ mentality.

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While I love lots of music and have created way too many playlists, I always get fixated on the same five songs during a period of time, before inevitably finding new ones to be attached to (and ā€œretiringā€ the previous ones into the void of my Spotify liked list). I used to think it was a strange way to listen to music, especially since I can be so obsessed with a select # of songs and then just forget they exist, or only revisit years later. But when I do go back, or hear the songs play out in the wild, itā€™s so cathartic and bittersweet. I can remember the exact chapter of my life, how I was feeling at the time/what I was going through, and it reminds me how much time has passed and all the experiences Iā€™ve had/the various people Iā€™ve met (temporary or not). I can remember and feel the feelings, and then just allow it to fade back into the background. I doubt Iā€™m the only one listening to music this way, but if thatā€™s not you, itā€™s a sentimental outlook to lean into!
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This is how music was meant to be listened to. I miss life before Spotify with my iPod that had my fav artistā€˜s discographies categorized by album all waiting to be consumed as a whole piece of art. Our attention spans are getting so badā€”an album requires time and patience and allows for a deeper satisfaction. Try listening to one whole album a week! Itā€™s great.
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Imagine living in the 19th century and you don't ever hear music except when your daughter plays the pianoforte or someone hums a tune. And then you decide to have a night out and go to Beethoven. You sit down in the theater, anticipation building. Then the curtain opens and the first three notes of Beethoven's Fifth ring out. It's some kind of euphoria. I feel like we miss that when we listen to so much music all the time. It cheapens the effect it has. So I'm starting to only listen to music when I can sit down and appreciate it and only it, not just have it in the background. Highly recommend.
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