Local music breaks down the barriers of language and ethnicity. Music
is a universal language, which uplifts the spirit and helps to make
friends.
People all over the world identify with music. The essence of ancient
cultures lies in music, and if we are lucky, we can experience a bit of
it.
Music reminds you of the people you met along the journey. Like a
little romance I had with the girl from Holland captured perfectly by
Natalie Imbruglia while we were waiting for the bus. It was a
bittersweet farewell.
She promised to phone me, lying naked on the floor. (It never happened…)
Music shortens those long hot and smelly journeys in the back of a
crowded bus. Music can drown out the noise of a big city. Listening to your favorite tracks can enhance the experience of seeing a natural or man-made wonder for the first time.
Make that “touristy” spot, a piece of your own travel memories without the camera-toting holidaymakers. For me it was Moby at Victoria Falls in Zambia.
Music makes the world a little more interesting. It helps your thoughts and imagination to be a little bit more creative.
I was sitting at the Stockholm train-station, and I was listening to Vaya Con Dios’s Don’t cry for Louie. I saw this shady guy with a trench coat and dark glasses, and he had two tarty looking women with him.
Pimp and prostitutes. I saw Louie. I had the urge to walk over to one
of the women and ask her to sing for me, in that lovely low and sexy
voice. The fear of a slap in the face, and possible arrest for public
disturbance stopped me.
And Louie would have been pissed off.


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