My favorite comic book series is Phonogram. The premise of the series is that music is magic. Not that Magic. I listen to music daily, and the premise is credible. Music casts spells. Today, for example: I started off listening to some Andrew Bird, and I felt upbeat and cheerful afterward.
The middle of the day was flat, so I didn't play any music. Had I thought to play something, I would have chosen something with energy. Maybe Sleater-Kinney's One Beat.
It's now 21:30, and I'm playing Chastity Belt's excellent album I Used to Spend So Much Time Alone. It feels like an aural hug. Not too loud, not too dissonant.