
Music can change so much. It can change characters, people, situations, sentiments, atmospheres, minds, places. Also, some people can dance, and some can't. Usually women can dance. There's 4 types of guys: 1. they really can dance and don't care, they feel the music - 2. posers. They think they're the biggest pimps in town, but in fact they're little morons that get thrown through the club by people like me when they start the mosh pit too close to me - 3. guys that actually can dance, but don't dare for some reason and 4. guys that can't dance and know they can't. All that doesn't matter though.

If music can change so much, what's reality then? How can the same moment feel so different when you listen to music. I wonder, what Puff, the magic dragon, thinks about this. I didn't puff the magic dragon for more than 6 weeks now. Mhhhhh... He lived by the sea. And frolicked in the autumn mist, in a land called Honalleeeeeeeeeeee lalalalalalalala!
If I die, I think i want to be reincarnated as a friend of Winnie the Pooh or Puff the magic dragon. Or as my sisters son. That would rock ;)
If you want some music tipps right now, I suggest the "
Ski to the Max" soundtrack. It's beautiful.