Unlike many, I can not write and listen music at the same time. Even if only a small background music? you ask. If there is a background sound and I manage to write is that my ears do not listen to music. Right now, my need for music is too big for me to truly trust the writing. You see, Mercedes Sosa fire burns in my ears now, and just before the effect was volcanic eruption of Mozart - Always unfailingly the sublime Piano Concerto No. 9 says "Jeunehomme." One question: do you get there sometimes being so sensitive to music that the experience borders on the terrible, unbearable? What a strange feeling than to be so penetrated by the sounds! It borders on perversion, but what a sublime perversion!
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