Music Matters

People who have gotten drunk with me know I cannot carry a tune and that I screw up the lyrics of pretty much every song.

There are lyrics I never get wrong, lyrics which resonate with life, lyrics so powerful they became a part of who I am.

If you’re a bit older you remember running towards the radio when That Song started to press “record”. You remember the frustration when That Song was interrupted by stupid commentary of the radio host.

I’ve learned so much English trying to understand Insomnia. Back then, I had no idea how and why would someone smoke weed. I had no idea what a duvet was and I even had to look up yeast. Twenty three years ago I had no idea what insomnia was and I had never burned a whole in a mattress.

People change.

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