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Sweet music sooths a savage soul

Crow: "...which is why I'm about to crank up some Nine Inch Nails."
Servo: Aaaah!

That isn't the kind I am talking about.

Servo: Ehh, we're just kidding! Bring on the sweet, savage-soul-smoothing!
Crow: Sing us a song, you're the piano woman!

Michael Torke once said, "Why waste money on psychotherapy when you can listen to the B Minor Mass?"

I love music, piano especially.

Piano and guitar myself. Mostly piano.

There's something about the feel of the keys under your fingers.

I play piano myself. I agree in the utmost. It just washes away everything else.

The moment you sit down and play it's like nothing else exists but you and the music.

Yea, and no matter what kind of day you are having, it is just so uplifting and calming. I can't imagine my life without music.

You become the music. You weep and your music reflects that, you're happy and it's happy too.

Music is an extension of the soul.

I have always been more fond of the depressing music. I wonder what that means about me.

Maybe you're not happy?

Yup!