I was listening to Bach's Pachelbel's Canon.. I came to the conclusion that the magic of Bach's music is that it is delightfully unsatisfying.
Like making love to a beautiful woman, who does something during the act that keeps you from getting off. Something you can't put your finger on. Maybe the slight pressure of her trying to get into a position you are not fond of? Or maybe the delicate draw of her nails on the wrong spot of your back at just the moment you thought you were about to orgasm.
Well, it's still wonderful. Wonderfully unfulfilling. That's why you keep going.. Harder and harder.. I feel I am becoming addicted to Bach.
Amazing.
Listen.
1 comment:
oh man, that imagery was something I could really have done without.
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