What is it about music? I mean for me it is rocking blues, but Green Day and Mudvane, System of a Down and some country get it for me. That screaming, crunking guitar, that thunderous, cigarette graveled voice, that constant beat of the drums and a lonesome horn, that is where it's at.
Phew, my hero's have no idea who I am, but I have read biographies, followed them on Youtube and bought their albums. I know more about their kids then I do about my own it seems. I know when they began their savant guitar training, or when they broke out in some dark room with Marshal Amps at some trade show for 15 seconds. It is a real coming-of-age, and I am hooked. I like the obscure guys, off the beaten path or up and coming. When they become mainstream and everything starts to sound the same, it is time to start looking again.
Music. I can be totally fine, in a funk or just hangin', then that guitar starts wailing and the drummer tries to rip through the floor with the foot pedal, and I am down with it. The head be-bops, the hand starts tapping, the steering wheel gets pounded and the windshield gets blasted from the inside. It gets out of me this intensity that I could not otherwise exhale. It is a release. I will get to the high notes and choke up, tears start swelling up and I have to let the singer go on without me. I used to be so overwhelmed I would rage in tears, thankfully recovery has gotten out those extremes, but the music is still just as good.
I wonder if this is another discovery come to think about it. I have been very emotionally charged these last few days. Well okay, I'll wait for it to come over me.
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