The lights... The dark silhouettes of the people watching only you... The weight of their stare, and the smile on their faces... The sound of every single note coming from everything... The sound of the hearts of the others, beating together with the music... The sound of my own heart beating...

My hand shaking... My feet heavy... My throat dry and afraid... My mind, racing with 'what ifs' , and 'maybes'. My heart beating and pounding so fast, it feels like it might come right out of my chest...

But then, the adrenaline. The peace, that it brings to you. The only time, and moment, and place, where nothing else seems to matter, except for now. Hitting those notes, and feeling every word, every feeling that you want to send.

The frozen time, that only lasts three minutes. Three minutes, where you feel like the world is yours for the taking, and that no one else could steel the light from you, because you know that there's only yourself on that stage. Three minutes, that you dread, and wait for in agony, and then eventually love and cherish... and then it's over.

The magic of music, its transcendent.
Have you ever felt like crying, because you like a song so much?
Have you ever felt like crying, because you feel the song, even when you know you're numb inside?
Have you ever felt like suddenly all these songs, they mean something. And actually MEAN something?

Jai Guru Deva Om... Nothing's gonna change my world
Alors on vit chaque jour comme le dernier
Oh no, here comes the sun again
Cause I'm TNT, I'm dynamite


Tell me now, why musicians (and I mean real musicians, not Britney, or Paris...) , and their music are underrated, cause personally, i think Krispy Kreme is overrated.