It was a dreary summer afternoon
and I had just arrived at Wal-Mart with my family. There wasn’t anything
particularly unique about the day except that I would soon discover one of the
most mesmerizing albums that I’ve ever had the pleasure of listening to and
owning. I was casually strolling through the music isle, looking for
interesting album cover graphics of the artists’ work that I enjoyed at the
time. All the time, I had been searching for a certain album with a vision of a
woman laced in gold, hair blowing in the wind, standing firm and confident against
what seemed like an abysmal background. At last, I came across it and nearly
knocked down the stand as I snatched it from its resting place. Excitedly, and
with disbelief, I read the title to myself: “The Emancipation of Mimi by Mariah
Carey”. As a struggling 6th grader, still mooching off of my parents,
I rushed to their side begging and pleading to allow me to purchase the
treasure. Seeing as I had relatively straight A’s, my parents agreed to it.
Without
wasting any time, I savagely ripped open the album as soon as I swung the car
door shut and eagerly offered the disk to my parents to play for the entire
family to hear on our way home. I had heard a few of the songs off the album
from the radio, of course, but I had a pleasant surprise of experiencing a slew of entirely new songs. The first time I heard the album, that’s just what I did,
“hear” it. It wasn’t until I was isolated in my room, replaying the entire
collection repeatedly, reading the enclosed pamphlet of song lyrics to each
song, when I actually listened. The sweet, smooth, rhythmic tracks would
motivate me to perform daily tasks, as well as lull me to sleep each night, for
weeks on end. I had never felt such a connection with a collection of sounds,
before. The music not only became a source of entertainment, but a comfort zone,
I had never known. Apart from the unconditional love of my parents, this album
was the one I could turn to when I was confused, sad, mad, frustrated, or
simply lost. This album taught me how to love music, not just experience it.
Growing up as a singer, I was
always inspired by smooth, soulful, harmonious music with jazzy undertones. This
album was the very epitome of everything that attracted me to music. Not only
did it contain the qualities that got me excited about music, it used them in
varying ways through the execution of a balance of fast and slow-paced songs
that meshed together to create a great piece. For this reason, The Emancipationof Mimi by Mariah Carey will forever be solidified in my heart.
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