And so it was all hands remained down. Why am sure that everyone, without distinction, men or women, at least once in their life were in that magical and intimate moment where the music gets inside you and fills you up to move you. Sometimes it takes us by surprise, perhaps in the car while going home from work, or while studying with a transistor radio to keep us company. At times we went to look, as when we are sad because the love has left us or are we excited about a beautiful sunny day ... and then quietly ask the music to amplify our feelings. And you flexible and expert slips on the skin, it tickles the eyelashes, blows on the head the thrill of emotion.
I found myself shaken by sobs for the strength of the notes, with his chest puffed and almost no breeze manages to keep you within the soul. Some melodies are like a raging torrent, and I almost choked I come. Pianos paced, rousing percussion, guitars and needles.
There is a piano sonata known as the "Moonlight "by Beethoven that invariably ends up being moved ... I can not do, is stronger than me!
Here I had the wish to give me a dose of pure emotion .. now I turn the dvd I'll make a CD of Edvard Grieg and I surrender to Celtic magic and visions ... the little people will accompany me into the arms of Morpheus.
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