I hear music—

Seattle WA

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old and new, but music make me do the things I never should do. If you know that opening of the chorus you know what I am trying to do. The impossible. But Christmas is a time for miracles. The tunes I would like to bring back are sweeter and hotter than any music is or could be today. So why isn’t it being done? If you know what I’m talking about you know damned well why. Just getting through a number is like doing brain surgery. At as much as a hundred chord changes a minute, it may be about as difficult. Fewer fatalities, though. Rhythm looking for melody. Any gig-a-bites?