“For Franz music was the art that comes closest to Dionysian beauty in the sense of intoxication. no one can get really drunk on a novel or a painting, but who can help getting drunk on Beethoven’s Ninth, Bartok’s sonata for two pianos and percussion, or The Beatles’ White Album?” ~ The Unbearable Lightness of Being by Milan Kundera What I like to deem being music drunk, which to me is that feeling of being so overwhelmed, so consumed, and so connected by a piece of music that you are dizzy with it, lost in it, and falling all over … Continue reading With every mistake we must surely be learning :: song of the day