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:::by amanda:::Music comes in handfuls for me. It's a very tactile thing that I can feel in my fingers. If I felt it in my whole body I suppose I'd be a dancer, but as it is I feel it in my hands and my mouth, so I play music and sing music. It usually takes me awhile to warm up to a new cd, but sometimes an artist or album bypasses security and heads straight for my sanctum sanctorum. It's an amazing thing, almost like falling in love or making a new friend. CD's are like little plastic relationships. Good music, to me, is something that demands a response. If a song sends me hunting for the lyrics insert so I can sing along, or leaves me at the piano for a half hour jotting down chords and notes so I can replicate it, that's a good song. Anything can get me to sing along, but I look forward to finding those those songs that demand a commitment from me. I love it when a song worms its way into me and leaves me singing the same line under my breath all day until everything makes sense. |
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