When I get into a song

I listen to it in an infinite loop (right now happening with MBWTEYP´s „Wonderland“). And eventually I spit out the remaining stone. Does this sound familiar to you?

One of my all time favourite activities is to sit in a nice fast train and listen to music via headphones. (Everything else is a bad alternative, well if you have to: lock yourself up in your room and turn up the volume of your stereo/ibook/whatever and look outside the window). I prefer to look at the landscape while sitting in a train. And beautiful green Germany passing by. And I daydream. And the music I´m listening to turns into the soundtrack of my imagined life.

But people outside, I mean outside the music, can they understand? Can they really understand our feelings, the feelings of the headphone-wearers? You can see them everywhere, those people with the headphones. Never ever judge about them unless you know what thery´re listening to. It means everything.

And, headphone-wearers, don´t forget that those people outside – those without our perfect drug – are cold-hearted, they don´t feel what we are feeling. So don´t start dancing, tapping your feet, shaking your head, making faces, smiling a silly but happy smile. They just don´t know… It´s useless. Keep it to yourselves. Enjoy the drug.

Unless, you´re locked up in your room, of course. ;-)

Something else: Electronic music. Some people know that dancing to good electronic music is one of the few out of body experiences I utterly trust. And I want to recommend this to you, I´ve always done so. Try it! Go somewhere they play this music, drink something, step onto the dancefloor and give away to the music.

Maybe you´ll understand.

Good night, sleep tight.

Marie-Jacqueline