I do not know about you guys, but I would never make it without "Music". I was in a band in my early days. My friends use to call me Rod Stewart. A select few still do. I guess it was my haircut. I was thinking about those good old days in the 70's and 80's. I decided to play some music from that era. I looked through the CD's and found Rod Stewart greatest hits, journey, the eagles and numerous other bands popular at that time. When I was playing the music a flood of good memories filled my head. Anyhow, the point I am trying to make is that I woke up very depressed, and music picked me out of that deep black whole again, especially today
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