Monday, May 11, 2009
I'm reading a bio on Lenny Bernstein, and it scares me in some ways--he was in love with music, and pursued it like a mad obsessed man. For me, it feels clear that music is something simply part of my genetic make-up; I have no choice about it, I sing every day because I have feet and walk everyday.
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