for the soul by expressing music through movement. I'm a dancer and nothing helps me identify better with music than how it makes me feel and move. Dance is amazing to watch too when it is placed along with a song you like. Watching the dancer can really bring the music to life...
albums consecutively for weeks now. Learned a lot of his songs , saw him in concert...I think I'm obsessed. Hits me where it hurts and i can relate to each and every one of the songs. Sad? Maybe. Therapeutic? Definitely.
music that can suit any mood you're in. The best moments are when a certain piece of music moves you to tears, or immediately transports you back in time to a memory. That kind of music is truly beautiful.
Till my soul's soothed by the music that the herb could not suffice.
My sanctuary, my prison, my haven, and my cell.
Forever in my chambers, is this heaven or is it hell?
Waking in the morrow not quite longed for yet by me.
To bed I I think ill fall now sinking deep in...
so perfectly. I just want to dance outside my apartment until my neighbors wake up, realize that it's just damn infectious and join me. Then the whole complex is dancing to the music in their mind.
This can happen, right?
It's two-thirty in the morning.
I'm lying in the dark.
The streetlamp outside my window is casting dancing shadows on the ceiling.
The few remaining leaves are helpless in the autumn wind.
In a couple of weeks the trees will be bare.
Cold and naked like my soul.
Wake me up
Open my eyes. Make me belive in something bigger than myself.
I want to feel alive. I want to see the path in front of me and know that my steps are right. I want to be awake, and feel the good and the bad.
I want to move and feel and breathe
Sometimes I listen to 1980's music, then I'll listen to death metal. From death metal I'll go to opera, and from opera to electronica. There is no such thing as a bad genre, but there is certainly a such thing as a bad artist. I'm looking at you, Justin....
If you were to take note of the callouses on my left hand, you could probably track my moods fairly well. When I have things on my mind - good, bad or ambiguous...my fingers start itching for my guitar.Through the years, I have expressed my emotion through various art forms, but...
out in the rain
Come back and bring back my smile
Come and take these tears away
I need your arms to hold me now
The nights are so unkind
Bring back those nights when I held you beside me
Un-break my heart
Say you'll love me again
Undo this hurt you caused
When you walked out...
I listen all day to the sounds while I dance to myself. Or just sit and think. Remembering how far I've come. Or where it would be nice to go. And to think all the music I know is in English. It would be cool to have some tunes that maybe I didn't understand what they were...
and spam music in my ears. i listen to all kinds of music, ranging from slow music to fast music, classical music to pop music. but strangely, whenever music flows in my mind, loads of different emotions rushed through my brain. sometimes i would think of how my life would be...
I love happy songs man... They just make me so damn giddy inside. You ever heard the song Monday, Monday, by the mamas and the papas, the beginning of that song just makes me wanna run in a field of ****** Daisies in slow motion man... I think I may have just had one of the...
of formats, but there's something about my 'vinyl' that gives me so much more.
The album artwork, the liner-notes, the 'ceremony' of getting up to change sides and cleaning before and after use.
Every 'pop', every 'click' makes my copy unique, and each one is treasured. Some...
for this for a long time...
This is 22 mins of original orchestral music created collaboratively by a bunch of recovering addicts as part of a project to work with them to use music as part of their recovery.
floors to make a story
It takes an egg to make a hen
It takes a hen to make an egg
There is no end to what I'm saying
It takes a thought to make a word
And it takes some words to make an action
It takes some work to make it work
It takes some good to make it hurt
It takes some...
I'm still walking strong towards hell , without friends , without money , I walk barefoot across fire and glass , I have a ticket in my pocket that will free me from my sorrow , very little keeps me alive and that is your love at least for today , tomorrow I'm not sure...
Sometimes it keeps me from coming out of my room or being able to get out of a car if I see that the store or mall is busy. I very much dislike that this happens but it is normal for some people with Aspergers. But I can be calmed by certain opera music like the arias...
Just thought I'd send you a wee mail, just to show you there's no hard feelings.
Don't read anything more into it.
I understand it's over.
I get it.
And I'm ok with that.
I'm in a good place.And you KNOW I don't hold grudges.
Of course, I'm...