Goodnight, my friends, goodnight
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And it’s only art that can take you by the hand and show you the way towards joy, towards life. Then up the mountainside, to wash your eyelids in the rain.
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And it’s only art that can take you by the hand and show you the way towards joy, towards life. Then up the mountainside, to wash your eyelids in the rain.
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Never underestimate the power of music. These past few years, I’d almost forgotten that. Forgotten that some music has the power to possess you. Music that turns your skin to goose flesh. Music that makes the hair on your arms stand on end. Music that makes your throat taut and tense. Music that leaves you
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A couple of days ago it was revealed that the UK’s favourite song lyric is “One” by U2. While it’s undoubtedly a beautiful song, it wouldn’t make my top ten. I’m more inclined to go for the lyric that came in at number 2 in the poll by VH1: “How Soon Is Now?” by The
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So, my Helter Skelter shock therapy continues 馃檪 I’ve been listening to it again today – just to see how I feel about it now that I know that it’s actually Paul singing and not John. And it still hits me. For some reason I receive a little jolt from this song every time I
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I am sitting behind my laptop, the radio station playing quietly in the background, when a gentle swirl of music begins to filter through to me. At first it is just a faint, lingering sound. Slow and tentative, coming towards me, like a trickle of water. Then the drum rises up, perforates the melancholy, to