Takes all kinds of music to get me happy.
Music from New Orleans makes me feel happy, Hawaiian music makes me wanna jump on a plane, and Samuel Barber's Adagio for Strings makes me want to curl up into a ball and cry. Sometimes I listen to a Bob Dylan tune - like "Tangled up in Blue" or "Shelter from the Storm" and think I'm the protaganist: I'm Dylan on the road, heading to another joint. Listening to the Dead makes me remember, no long for, friends we never see anymore, or rarely. My nostalgia is fleeting, though, not manic. Listening to Eric Satie makes me want to time travel back 100 years to Paris.
Music from New Orleans makes me feel happy, Hawaiian music makes me wanna jump on a plane, and Samuel Barber's Adagio for Strings makes me want to curl up into a ball and cry. Sometimes I listen to a Bob Dylan tune - like "Tangled up in Blue" or "Shelter from the Storm" and think I'm the protaganist: I'm Dylan on the road, heading to another joint. Listening to the Dead makes me remember, no long for, friends we never see anymore, or rarely. My nostalgia is fleeting, though, not manic. Listening to Eric Satie makes me want to time travel back 100 years to Paris.
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