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Let my fingers do the walking



As u all may know I spent a pretty little penny purchasing a pair of Beats by Dre solo headphones. And I have been questioned numerous times by people on said purchase. Everyone keeps asking me are they really that special? And my answer is HELL YES! The purity and sound that comes from these headphones is orgasmic! This post is not meant to brag about my splurge purchase but to talk about the music.

Some of the first songs I listened to were songs that used real instrumentation. I listened to India.Arie, John Legend, Alicia Keys (Songs in A minor I can't bang with the new A Keys), Stevie Wonder, and other artists that have REAL music! But what really got me was when I listened to Montagues vs Capulets by Sergei Prokofiev!! I just can't explain to you how Amazing it was! I felt like I was sitting in the middle of a concert hall! Now I don't know if Dr. Dre intended for me to listen to classical music through these headphones but I did it anyway! I loved it! With all that being said this has made me yearn to play my cello.

I love that I have the ability to make music on my own. I don't have to rely on others to portray the mood I'm feeling (granted I love listening to others make music as well) but there is something about knowing that your fingers produced this sound. I can't wait for my fingers to glide up and down the fingerboard creating notes while my bow crosses the stings! It will be a magical moment for me! My fingers are itching...

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