…just started playing.
Have no idea where I got it from.
But man, it’s grabbed me for some or other reason.
It sounds kind of like the tunes I used to dance to back in the day. Feels as if my body remembers the beat, the moves, the emotions invoked by it. And this makes me sound like The Architect!
Makes me think of gliding around the dance floor in the arms of a master. Being lifted and twirled until I’m out of breath, but laughing from sheer exhuberance. A dark dance hall, dim bodies around the place, each with their own moves, own reasons for being there. My feet moving along as if by magic, not even exhaustion can stop the movement. It just is. It just happens. No mistakes, no wrong moves.
Just music. Flowing through you, becoming one with you. And your body giving movement to sound…
What can I say. I love dancing. And I miss it!!