Music and Me
Music has always had a special place in my heart. I fell in love with musicians, and was ready to take them to my grave with me. Meat Loaf, for example, still has my heart, even though Bat out of Hell III was less fantastic to my ears. Doesn't matter, the man's voice will always send me to a warm and fuzzy place, even if the song is about promiscuity and/or disappointment.
But these days, I'm finding it easier to branch out of my CD collection, and have picked up a long list of artists I am interested in. Should I thank Pandora, or should I curse it for the impending debits to my bank account?
But these days, I'm finding it easier to branch out of my CD collection, and have picked up a long list of artists I am interested in. Should I thank Pandora, or should I curse it for the impending debits to my bank account?