Hi everybody! Many of you used to ask me why I love rock and How did the big love of rock start and what I feel when I listen to a rock music.
You know what? You've right: since I started to do this blog, since I Started to talk about Tokio Hotel, I've never told you how I know the band and how the Rock get in my life. That's why, now dear fans, I write this article. I want you to know what I know about the rock and Tokio Hotel.
Well! just look at this picture down the article, it's my picture. That's me all the time, listening to music, dressing in black or white or in red( for good moments) Since I'm a little child, I've always been a strange child to my family. but that wasn't the problem, I was different and I felt things diffenrently, not like the others. I didn't like african songs cause I thought they didn't make me feel what I was looking for.
But one day, I listened to a song called" Complicated" by Avril Lavigne and I liked the song immediatly. she was talking about what I felt as if she was there with me. She was my first rock singer. After I listened to singers such as Pink, linkin park, evanescence, placebo and so on.
my Dad has left the country and now we're living in Senegal. this country was a strange one for me, I felt as if I wasn't belong to this world. everything in this place was strange and I didn't like what I felt. I was alone, I needed to run away, I needed to be where somebody could understand me, where I would feel happy. I started to write songs, poems and draw my feelings but nothings happened: I was still alone, and misunderstood. It was hard for me, the life was hard for me. I need to listen to someone or something in which I could trust if not, I could turn my life out. That's what happened that afternoon.
After many attempts, I didn't manage to take away my life. Maybe God didn't want it. So, that afternoon, I was waiting for my Dad to take me at School( high school), trying to do my exercises( I should say that I started to be very so bad at school), mathematics exercises. and they were so hard that I wanted to cry. the Tv was turn off and the radio was on. I started to cry when I heared a song. it was just beautiful. the words were in english and sounded so good for me. that was the words I was looking for, saying by an amazing voice, in a good song. It was just a song, but I thought It was mine, just written for me. The song was" Through the monsoon" by Tokio Hotel and I hearded it on NRJ. the song was the revelation which shown me that rock was the only kind of music which could make me feel happy. Since that afternoon, I cannot stop listening to rock music, all kind of rock. and of course the gothic style is the one which can help me to show who I am. I mean, the rock is my way, my life and Tokio Hotel is my rescuer or my savior! and I just hope, one day, I could thank the guys!