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Music

We all have a niche for music of some kind or another somewhere within us.  The combination of music that each person loves will always be unique just to them.  It makes sense to me to think of it as their "music world".  I want to share (of what I have already come across) what music makes up my music world.

I love music.  Some songs, types, genres and artists I appreciate and others I don't favor as much.  I want to invite you into the world of music that moves me.  Some music I am drawn to because of it's melody, some because of the lyrics tied to it, and some because of the combination of the two. I want to start a category of posts to feature this music.  To be honest the idea sort of comes from someone else's blog.  She critiques a different piece of music every Monday but as I don't post consistently, mine's a little different.

My idea for this is that I highlight a specific piece of music for each post I do for this new category and just label them with Music. I'll still keep doing my random other postings I do but I'm going to start additionally having posts devoted to highlighting music that I really like and has moved me.

The artists or songs I highlight aren't going to be in order of favorite (since I don't have favorites and all of these are loosely my favorites).  I also regretfully feel the need to have a disclaimer that just because I highlight one piece of music from an artist doesn't mean I like or endorse every piece of music put out by them.

I'm excited about this, so I'll probably start soon but I thought I would take a post to explain my idea of this before I start doing it.  Enjoy!

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