Some songs demand to be part of a soundtrack.
You turn on the stereo, turn down the lights, sit in the darkness watching the scenes unfold before you, your eyes tightly shut.
Images without a plot. Episodes from a movie that hasn't been made.
Other songs sound as though they exist for the instant. No matter how often you play the disc, you will never hear them again.
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1 comment:
"
You turn on the stereo, turn down the lights, sit in the darkness watching the scenes unfold before you, your eyes tightly shut.
Images without a plot. Episodes from a movie that hasn't been made."
Have you tried listening to 'The Dark Side of the Moon' this way?? Its an out-of-the-world experience - i.e only if you like Floyd aka 'The Gods'!
Btw, your description of normal life is fascinating. Very well expressed.I love reading your stuff.:-))
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