Sing, or listen

“… and they sang, and it pierced me. I can’t imagine anything else but music that could have brought about this alchemy. How is it that you have a chord here, and then another chord there, and then your heart breaks open? I don’t know the answer. Maybe it’s that music is about as physical as it gets. Your essential rhythm is your heartbeat; your essential sound a breath. We’re walking temples of noise. And when you add the human heart to this mix, it somehow lets us meet on a bridge we couldn’t get to any other way.”

Anne Lamott, excerpt from a 2008 episode of This American Life that I sat in the car to listen to for an extra ten minutes even though I was already home.

via monsterbeard

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2 responses to “Sing, or listen

  1. Explain Nickelback to me please…

  2. Nickelback?

    Well, the sheer fact that Nickelback has a place in your consciousness is troubling. But, let me do my best:

    They’re Canadian guys who had a really fun time in high school regardless of the fact that they sucked at life–mostly because they realized fairly early that playing guitar meant that they totally got to third base more often than their buddies.

    Fast forward twenty-five years and the post-Creed-vaguely-Christian top-forty aesthetic (which, y’know, was a proven success by some stretch of the fucking imagination) and there you go.

    Nickelback!

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