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You Are What You Listen to
When traveling, I purposely listen to a particular album or artist so that the memories become sticky: In Israel, in the midst of a downpour, I tackled the Ramparts Walk, circling above the old city to the sounds of "Explosions in The Sky." In Kuwait, I escaped into the desert for a private swim in the Arabian Gulf to the sounds of Rob Dickinson's soft version of "Black Metallic" (as opposed to this one, with the killer switch at 5:05).
Musical landscapes are the backdrop of my existence, ramping up pleasurable moments. One can argue that musical lyrics are modern day poetry.
Tags: music, psychology, repost
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