The lunatic is in my head..

November,21st

It´s been a long time since my last “conscience flow”. I´m sorry. I´ve not forgotten about you, but this week it wasn't one which inspired me to write.

Well, What can we discuss about today? I don´t know if you really care about this but I´m gonna expose my point of view about how music influences our ordinary life.

A couple of weeks ago, I started to define my mood using the names of bands. For example, if I´m sad or “depressed”, I have a Nirvana day. Or if I have one of those days when you want to shout non-sense words, I call it a Led zeppelin day. As crazy as it sounds it´s my method to, somehow, control my mood and mind.

Music is a part of my life. Gilmour, Young, Harrison and different kinds of jimmi´s ( Yes, Hendrix and page) guitar control my twisted mind; Plant, Cobain, Waters and Lennon do the same but with my mood. Bonzo, Grohl, Ringo and Mason can beat my heart as they want making it sound like an Acoustic Drum( I know it doesn't exist).

Music is a lifestyle. My lifestyle. It doesn't matter what kind of music you hear, you can be used to hearing any kind of music if you give them some time

Maybe Dalí was right. Once he said “The only difference between a lunatic and me is that i´m not crazy”… How right he was. We all have a lunatic residing inside us. Give him a chance to talk. It won´t hurt you.

“The lunatic is in my head.. And after all we are ordinary men” Brain Damage/ Us and Them. Pink Floyd

Sincerely yours, Mr. Moustache