The rock of this time does not include the long solos, bountiful chord variations,
applaudable stage energy or full lyrics that the legendary rock of the past had.
Songs are shorter, less complicated and conformity is rampant.
Even the strugglers against conformity are conforming to the rest of the non-conformers.
The radio dissatisfies.
Fails to satiate my thirst for something that means anything.
A select few C.D.'s tickle my pickle.
Only one artist in particular can touch my soul.
Music gets me high.
Everytime.
Every once in a while, I'll listen to the sound of silence
in order to better appreciate my next run in with music.
The sound of silence awakens the sound of music.
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