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I love the beauty of a good melody, the pulse of the beat, the brilliance of rhythms, the tension of dissonance, the relief of resolution, the agony of a tortured chord progression, the span of emotion that music conveys, the power of a tight groove, the tone of a beautiful instrument, the crack of the snare drum, the acoustics of a beautiful cathedral, the hum of a loud amp before the pick hits the strings, the range of dynamics, the feel of nylon strings, even the beauty of the notes on the page (kind of the same way that Shoeless Joe felt about baseball).
I consider myself a guy who appreciates music for what it is. I can’t say that it rocks harder when you are sober, but like I said, I have no interest in finding out. This song certainly comes from the psychedelic era, but I would argue that it still rocks even when you’re sober. Unfortunately, buying guitars (and other guitar related gear) is a much more expensive habit than buying Pez dispensers, but I digress. I have just purchased a few too many cartoon character candy dispensers.). I’m a recovering Pez addict (not the candy so much, I don’t care for the candy.
This may sound self-righteous, but believe me, I have my vices. On the other hand, I have seen enough episodes of VH1’s Behind the Music to be bored by the mere thought.
Let me preface this post by saying I have never experimented with drugs, nor do I have any interest in ever experimenting with drugs, nor do I have any interest in legalizing marijuana, etc. Click the image to view a larger version.
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