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2002-04-02 - 12:33 a.m. I love music but I'm never going to be a musician. There's already more good music than anyone could listen to in a lifetime. And yet... it's important for people to keep making more. Comparison is the devil. As soon as you start trying to figure out who's "the best" or if your taste is better than someone else's taste, then you've lost it. You've lost the magic that makes music more than just noise, an enchanted portal into a mysterious and wonderful world where everything is new and alive and at the same time as ancient as language and as powerful as death... comparisons are odious. - "And still the whining of the wheels Sounds closest to the way I feel and Winter comes, and winter goes, And always has and will Another hour, another day, another year You pissed away Remember walking in the rain? I'm walking there still Hours of forever, coming all together At the crossroads of a minute And you and me were in it And I never saw it coming, Never saw it fade away Today, today, today.... days and days" - Concrete Blonde
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