I love this song. Outpouring of easily empathized emotion. I need to be in a band. Going home from Tony's party we stopped at the NASA Dollar Theater and saw School of Rock. I need to be in a band, yes. Doing what, I dunno... not many bands are as indulgent of their lead singer as Led Zeppelin... Robert Plant was treated as just another instrument, and I don't know if I have the intensity for that. I just wanna let go, but I dunno how, really. I've never had the opportunity. I sort of did, physically, in Cambridge, the night of the ball thingy. I didn't dance at the party, but when we were back in our room in the Corpus Christi Old Court, I put my headphones on and gyrated insanely, trying not to wake Nia up... I went outside and dance on the forbidden grass. In the movie, they said rock was a way to stick it to the Man, and I see and appreciate that. But that's not all it is. And it's not just self-expression, either. It's bigger than anyone, cause it's universal... Makes me wonder about the nature of music, sometimes. It's universal, but it's not, you know? Different cultures' music (I mean, really different cultures, like with different scales and tonalities and perceptions of rhythm) can be meaningless if you're not an enthnomusicologist, and music changes from century to century (well, it used to be that slow). It's something I think about fairly regularly. Maybe it's like language. You have to have the vocabulary to appreciate it, but if you do, it's unavoidably beautiful... You have to have heard enough to know what emotion to associate with certain chord progressions, or they'd just be a bunch of noise. Yes, language. Maybe that's why I like both so much.
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