Just Thinking...
There are some days I want to hear nothing but raw, heavy sound. Death metal, thrash, speed, you name it. More and more these days I'm passing up these songs and repeating the hippy bullshit songs (I say hippy bullshit songs, but I really really enjoy these tunes). Grateful Dead, Simon and Garfunkel, Jim Croce, Arlo Guthrie, and even some Elton John. I was in a hole the other day at work and "Touch of Grey" came on my MP3 player (I always have my player on random) and I replayed it 3 times! The same day I actually bypassed a Cannibal Corpse song. What is the moral of the story? There's no moral, just a reassurance that music is all about mood. With that said, I'm REALLY glad I'm not deaf! Music gets me through the day...
I still hate hippies though.
I still hate hippies though.