i'm a self confessed music lover. it's true. i can't help myself. music is poetry and rhythm and everything in between. i truly believe it's one of the ultimate forms of expression. there is no doubt in my mind why we sing, why we tap our feet and why we hum.
i used to sit in my car with a friend named Matt and blast classical music. we would sit there and revel in the mindless beauty of music like pachebel's canon or beethoven's 9th. we would drive through valley roads listening to everything from the indigo girls to the batman suite. i still love to sit in the car and listen to music. maybe it's because you get true surround sound in a car, maybe it's because it brings back great memories.
i was talking with theo from zolder50 once and he told me about how he likes to be at home alone and crank up some worship music, lay down and worship quietly with the sound blaring behind him. i love the same. i can't explain why. some people don't like loud music. i do.
i like so much music from hillary hahn's amazing violin, to rage against the machine's hard hitting bombtrack, to harry chapin's folk anthem taxi, to pink floyd's dark side of the moon. lately, though i've been captured by the finger pickin and harmony in bluegrass. seth (who coincidentally never updates his blog) turned me onto it a few years ago as we would drive up the poudre canyon outside of fort collins, co on our way to snowshoe or hike one of the many trails branching out from the river below. it's good stuff.
i recently downloaded a jerry garcia/ david grisman album from emusic (legally by the way) and have really enjoyed it. if you like bluegrass you may want to check it out as well. if not, just listen to some music - turn out the lights, crank up some of your favorite tunes and relish the the expression.
thanks also to chris smith and sam whittington for their influence on me through guitar.
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