To say I love music would be horribly understating the truth. I've loved music since I was a child. Yes, my preference in what type of music has vastly changed (and quite frankly improved) as I have gotten older, but nevertheless I have always loved to be wrapped up in sound.
I was looking at my small, but growing vinyl collection and I could see myself reflected in its shiny black surface and I had a revelation. That is what music is. Being able to find yourself within it. Music is not meant to be recorded once and forgotten. Nobody who makes music would ever do that. Each person has their own memories in every song. Our reaction is unique and only the individual can experience that. We allow ourselves to merge with the music and let it take over our bodies.
It’s such a beautiful concept. A person and a song becoming one. The music artists give us gifts that we get to do whatever we want with them. I think my love affair with music is one that will never wane. If I had to pick only one of my five senses to save and abandon the other four, I’d keep my hearing just so I could still listen to music.
This will be a place where I can spill my own love, disgust, shock, awe and admiration of whatever soundwaves pass through my ears. It's a work in progress, but like us, it's ever changing.
Let the journey begin.
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