Music

So many songs spin their messages deeply - giving us the jingles that burn memories and influence philosophies. There is a Beatles tune on every topic imaginable and the lyrics make quite the short story when they come together. Y'say y'want a revolution. Grabbed my coat and grabbed my hat, made the bus in seconds flat. She's leaving home after living alone for so many years. Strawberry fields forever. Isn't it good? Number nine. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I'll put in an unsolicited plug for Pandora Radio. It is almost like being your own DJ. Al Stewart is crooning in the background as i think - dream - emote. The system picks up your vibes by coaching you to reject songs that you don't appreciate. It blends similar theme artists - you get to play what you are in the mood to hear. They sometimes stretch, but the similar artist interlink takes me to new places and tunes that i wouldn't associate.

The music has also been used as a control mechanism. The messages in the headphones speak to each individual and allows them to disengage from the mass turning into self. Temporarily happy disconnected self. The mind turns internal and the lyrics become the coin of hand for how to act. If you listen to good music, you make better decisions, by being in tune with the artist's harmony. Ah - but everyone has their own definition of good music and it is the music that we listen too. Time in a bottle. Time to switch modes - Ammonia Avenue by Alan Parsons Project.

Just a song before i go. - Can ya hear me calling you? Each tune yields a walk-away philosophy that allows me to vibrate on the channel that it brings. Mood enhancement without altered stimuli. If it's not there, i don't miss it - sometimes you need to quiet the other voices that speak in your head so that you can talk to the ones that matter. How many voices do you carry - do they speak with or without sound? Do they listen to the music with you or do they make up their own? When a song pops into your head - what brought it? Pink Floyd! Coming back to life. Never know what the next curtain calls. I'll be there.