I don't know about you, but music played well hits me at a level I can't express in words. It is indeed the language of the soul. Soaring guitar solos, hypnotic piano, subsonic bass blasting through your chest...it rearranges molecules or something. Check out Trey Anastasio from Phish covering "While My Guitar Gently Weeps"
Wow.
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