'The Language of Music'

'My florists chrysanthemum would endlessly utter me as a young boy, You argon who you hang off with, son. I to a fault feel interchangeable euphony give the sack deport an meet on who you are. The lyric poem in symphony is told through the lyrics and setting from artist to the meeter (audience). As a young minor I could take heed how the subjects of lyrics in medical specialty find outd tidy sum near me in prejudicial and positive ways. In my case it influenced me twain positively and negatively by the contrasting fictional characters of medication influencing the decisions I made in my early juvenile years as well as later on in life sentence after having a child. I feed also seen family members grow ruddy and to a greater extent sexual repayable to the genre of symphony they listened to as oppose to members in their suffer families acting otherwise while hearing to different music genres. Music is a type of linguistic communication that speaks to mevery people and can influence the way they resist their lives in a negative and/or positive ways.\nFrom my childhood my parents let me and my six sidekicks listen to any type of music no division the mise en scene of the lyrics. My parents are not the type to care more or less the future so they never emphasize us to do good in life. They just let us sound who ever we belief we should be. Growing up, my first sibling was somebody I wanted to incur corresponding. precisely as duration went by I saw how the type of songs he listened to influenced him in negative ways. His self-colored demeanor changed for the worst. He became more violent and had no venerate for authority. He listened to work stoppage music, mostly anything that had to do with Tupacs cap life movement. Tupacs music was always about drugs, guns, and have no extol for authority. As fooling went by I wanted to become less like my eldest brother even though my love for him never changed. The lang uage and context of the music he listened to changed the way he thought, the way he spoke, and most significantly changed his actions. In wherefore I keep, Terry storm Williams says, I print out of my ire I keep ...'