My name is Astrid Engberg – would you like to see my playlist?
Music to me is like water to plants. And a space to connect us, to ourselves, others and the world
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Music to me is like water to plants. And a space to connect us, to ourselves, others and the world
For me, music is a secret safe place. It is a refuge from society, from who you're expected to be, and from the idea of belonging.
For me, music is a journey through time; one song can send you back to a childhood summer, a packed dance floor, a breakup
For me, music is a rush in the chest – a way of understanding and expressing emotions.
As Bertolt Brecht once wrote: »In dark times, will there also be singing? Yes · there will be singing, about the dark times.«
Music is all of life in sound.
Music occupies most of my waking hours. It is a condition that began to grow when I was a teenager.
Music for me is the purest transformation of any energy hiding inside.
Music, to me, is … the silence that gropes – like yourself – across a black canvas.
»For me, music is a non-figurative process that cannot be definitively categorised.«
When I search for new music, I search for sound that evokes images in my mind. It is fuel, a gateway to emotion, and my most important writing companion. When inspiration lapses, music is the tool that always jumpstarts it.
Music, to me, is a companion through life, a premise, an excuse, a mystery, an explanation, a point of departure.
»Music amplifies every emotion, love, happiness, anger, sadness a thousand times over, making me feel everything more deeply and sensitively.«
Like all art, music is a language for emotions, dreams, and the search for meaning—but for us it is just as crucial that music is a path to community.
Music, to me, is the lifeline to the world that more than anything else creates emotional resonance and fills my head with confetti of thought.
Music, to me, is true luxury and has always been an opening into a language without constricting categories, with room for both intimacy and impact.
»Music is everything that can only be described far more poorly with words.«
»Music is the pursuit of original failure...«
»Music, to me, is the key to – and an extension of – my vocabulary.«
»Music to me is – having spent a lot of time listening, composing, and thinking about it – still, essentially, a mystery.«
Music for me is a universal tool for opening myself for feelings.
Music is inseparable from listening: a close, attentive act. It’s not about beauty, truth or even intelligibility, but connection.
Music is the infinite sound of humanity, in all of its manifestations.
»For me, music is a particular engine for diversity, identity, individuality, and community.«
»Music is the other language – the one that can be spoken when all words and conversations have been worn to pieces.«