Friday, February 7, 2014

Art begets art

Music makes the mind want to write, live music and the sweat of work stranding black over a face lost in sound, the fervent need pushing fingers to tug and stroke, to transpose the intangible inside into metal string vibrations. How do you not hear leavin' and ohh yeah without the intangible need inside trying to create something in words as well, to purge it, to speak.

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