Music
Last night I picked up Bela Fleck and Edgar Meyer: Music for Two.
In truth, I've already owned this album in MP3 format for a while now, but because of the way I imported it I couldn't listen to it properly. So I bought the CD and popped it in my car, and was assaulted by brilliance.
Then, for some reason, I started leaking water.
The music made me cry. Not super emotional cry, sobbing and snot ridden, nothing like that. Just a few tears strolling down my cheek. Tiny, molecular membraned sacs of water in applause for two men creating sound that actually touched me.
-Sean
In truth, I've already owned this album in MP3 format for a while now, but because of the way I imported it I couldn't listen to it properly. So I bought the CD and popped it in my car, and was assaulted by brilliance.
Then, for some reason, I started leaking water.
The music made me cry. Not super emotional cry, sobbing and snot ridden, nothing like that. Just a few tears strolling down my cheek. Tiny, molecular membraned sacs of water in applause for two men creating sound that actually touched me.
-Sean