the sounds they are astounding
within a short span of two hours (or so), i sampled loads of tunes, new and old ... both regular listens and new experiences ... and had enjoyed the different journeys each music-strain had transported me to ... from the desolate wastelands of pop-refuse, to the wanton melodies of the inhibited ... from the immaculate pluckings of one's soul, to the screaming exorcism of one's life ... and i could only but cruise down the aisles like a puppet to the headphones that tease and taunt with their promise of a sweet tainted whisper (as all good whispers should be, i insist) and all i had to do was put them ON and let them embrace my ears ... and i go trippin' ...
there's nothing like the thumpin' baseline to get the bloodveins pumpin' ... the grooves of a good hook reel you in deeper and deeper ... the melodies that twist and warp one's mindhearts ... the fantasy realms that greets you as you close your eyes and embrace the tunes ... the you disappears and all you do is ride the musicfantastic ... and you shake your hips / you punch your hands in the air / you sigh / you cry / you laugh / you are in bliss ...
music is important to me. in work. at leisure. it moves me. it soothes me. and most importantly, it inspires me ... and i so do need inspiration nowsadays ... the well of creation runneth dry and i need all the help i can get, innit?
BAH
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and of coz this entire entry was just a flimsy-ruse of a justification for the binge i had perpertrated within the confines of HMV lah, nahbey!
and i walked away
depechemodeplayingtheangelsimplyredsimplifiedswitchfootstarssingle
leftfieldafinalhittheprodigytheirlawmotownremixed
*gasp*
i is so fucked.
and the next soundscape im gonna be hearing is the hollow-echoed scrapingsounds off the bottom of me crustywallet in days to cum ... nahbey.
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