My name is Chris, and I have an addiction, not to alcohol, tobacco, marijuana, cocaine, opiates, or prescription pharmaceuticals, but to music. The shaking of air as melody, harmony, and rhythm is one of the primary ways in which I experience the divine, a portal through which to glimpse the eternal; music stimulates my imagination almost instantly and speaks to that part of my spirit that dreams of heaven. And in this age of information, how fortunate that we should enjoy the ability to have music digitally enshrined in compact discs, iPods, and other media that allow for perennial accessibility with almost no generation loss. And yet, while media such as the commercial record, or album, have entered a period of either ensuing or latent obsolescence, I still
Sunday, July 26, 2009
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