Both Tom Petty and Meat Loaf passed away within the past few years.
Whilst they were alive, I rarely paid attention to their music. But since they died, I’ve become a fan of both.
Tom Petty for his iconic melodies and chugging guitar. And Meat Loaf for his rock operas and eccentricity.
I can’t help but wonder: would I have become a fan if I had sat down for a deliberate listen whilst they were still alive? Or was it their deaths that put their music on my radar?
And does it even matter?
Part of the allure of modern music is the possibility of seeing your favourite songs performed live. And part of the romanticism of older music is how the record is all we have left of the magic.
Regardless of how we become fans, what matters is that we get there.
There’s something inexplicable—and uniquely human—about being moved by a melody.