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Music is the perfect cure for my Monday blues
Due to the interconnectedness provided by our social media platform, I’ve noticed a weekly occurrence. As I scroll my Facebook feed on Sunday evenings or early Monday mornings, I come across a few dozen memes displaying some variation of Garfield’s “I hate Mondays” spiel. When I spot one of these, I can’t help but think of one of my favorite films, Office Space, and the infamous “uh oh! Sounds like somebody’s got a case of the Mondays!”
It doesn’t have to be a Monday, necessarily. Maybe you hate Tuesdays, instead. Regardless, these widespread online reactions indicate that working adults share a common animosity towards certain days or times of the week that are particularly taxing.
Nevertheless, whether you despise Monday mornings or Thursday afternoons, it is crucial that we find little excursions for these routine periods of fatigue to provide rejuvenation. A mental oil change, if you will. For some people, the fix is as simple a trip to the break room for a cup of coffee. For others, it may be a regularly scheduled lunch with a group of co-workers. For me, I’ve learned that the antidote to my Monday blues is music.
In fact, around 8:45 a few Mondays ago, our department’s photographer asked if I could assist her with a photoshoot for some of our upcoming publications. For the occasion, she would be photographing one of our music professors while he recited piano in the auditorium.
Naturally, I agreed! There are few things on this earth more soothing to one’s soul than standing on stage right next to a grand piano as it fills up an entire recital hall. It’s an experience that I hope everyone gets the chance to do at least once. Of course, you can (and should) go to a concert or recital for a similar experience. After all, listening to a measly MP3 file through a set of ear buds is nothing compared to hearing the real thing.
But what I’m describing is standing in the presence of a true artist as he pours out his talent in a private, intimate setting. In such a scenario, the music is raw — it hasn’t been rehearsed, and it may not be technically proficient. Yet, it comes straight from the heart as if it’s a personal gift for you.
Having the chance to pause for a mere fifteen minutes of my day, and listen to these well-practiced hands produce such euphonic sound reminded me to avoid constantly worrying about the small, technical aspects of the work week, and instead turn my focus to making something beautiful, unique, and worthwhile.
That’s not to say we shouldn’t take the time to fine-tune our craft as needed, and make improvements as we go. However, if we stop halfway through a piece of music simply because we’re frustrated that we’ve missed a particular note here or there, we’ll never finish the entire number.
I can’t say for certain that I’ll have the chance to sneak down to Lander’s auditorium every Monday when I’m in need of some motivation, but what I do know is that, when I feel washed-out, I’ll keep this memory close by. Music is a powerful educational tool: you can use it to enhance your skills in mathematics, reading, language, physical education and so much more. But, the biggest lesson I’ve learned from music — from marching band to church choir— is perseverance.
That’s why I say music is the perfect cure for my Monday blues.
Graham Duncan is a graduate of Clinton High and Lander University. He works as a staff writer at Lander, and is pursuing a master’s at Converse College. He can be reached at email@example.com.