I'm listening to rap music. Yeah, I said it. There are some really great beats out there. I have a friend that serves as my translator, as my old sancimonious ears can't easily understand that glorious noise that passes so often for vocals.Unfortunately you have to wade through some pretty lazy lyrics to find the gems.
At every stage in my life I've had my music gurus. I've even been blessed enough to have musicians for roommates every time I shared a place. There's nothing like waking up to a guitar in the morning or hearing a hummed rhythm blossom into words. All of these roommates poured music into the air like it was the very oxygen they needed to breathe. Living with a musician compels a new understanding of mood music. Rhythms and levels of intensity, flavored with a narrative structure, this is the music of our lives. Songs are snapshots.
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
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