Sometimes the Music Doesn't Get Loud Enough

Does anyone else not just want to listen to music, but they want to feel it?  I want music that moves me.  I had one of those moments today.  

I have "Lonely the Brave" and their song "The Blue, the Green" to thank for it.   And yeah, you can click that and listen for yourself.  

I just deleted several paragraphs of real personal shit.  Hindsight says I should have just maybe moved it somewhere. And now I'm kind of upset that I didn't do that.  

But damn...this song and the video make me feel something.  I can't listen to it without crying. Obviously the song is about something, but the way the lyrics are written, it can meet you where you are.



  

I've listened to this song maybe 15 times this afternoon, and it never gets loud enough.  This is one I went  downstairs to the studio to just absolutely lose myself. And my Les Paul hasn't seen that kind of abuse in years.  Maybe never.  Nor the outside of my right pointer finger.  Sorry skin and finger nail.  Glad I hung on to more than a few guitars and a juicy half stack to really let them rip. 

One of the goals I have for my 41st year of life is to learn to "feel" around others and not just with myself.  And that's some real scary shit.  It means I'm going to have to dig deep into my past and try to figure out why I can't.  I'm sure there is some deep rooted trauma somewhere that needs addressed.  And that's all I'm going to say about that. 

What are the songs that really give you a gut punch? 

In the meantime, I'm going back down for a visit with Les and my half stack.  They'll survive, my monitor speakers might not.   

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