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Originally posted by SSJ4Sephiroth:
i always hear One Winged Angel or something... weird.
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That is kind of strange! Do you listen to it regularly or is it just Sephiroth validating his being in your head?
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Originally posted by Rikard:
By Any change you live next to a bar or café?
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LOL No. The only outside noises I ever hear are the passing of cars and trains.
I know a lot more pass by than I ever hear...esp the trains, I only hear them at night but they go by a little over a block away from here regularly all day.
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Originally posted by Kaz:
there were one or two really WEIRD occasions where I could've sworn I really HEARD music that was playing very very softly... Is that what you mean, Moni?
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No, I never literally hear it as if it is playing by itself that way, it is just melodies that "play inside my head" when I am not thinking about anything. I don't really know how to explain it. Rex's mother says she is that way too but she always recognizes the music she "hears"...like songs or pieces of songs replaying themselves over and over again.
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Originally posted by 250:
interesting huh? the God is raving his mix in my head ...
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That rocks.
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Originally posted by Grand-Ranger:
LOL yes I do, and wahst even more scary is its always 80's hair bands!!
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LOL! Don't you even dare plant the seeds for having hair band music start up in my brain! I have been thoroughly enjoying Tina Turner's "River Deep Mountain High" for a few days now.
You want to know what tripped me out completely though? Not so long ago, I woke up and the Grinch song was playing itself in my head! (He's a mean one, Mr Grinch...) talk about freaking! I haven't seen that cartoon in almost a decade and never saw the movie! That day was kid of scary because no matter what music I put on to get rid of it, it would still be there when there was quiet again.
Finally I started disecting my memory for any significance of the tune and as soon as I remembered watching the cartoon with my dad and how much he enjoyed it with us (and the games he would play with us afterward like whapping us with christmas paper wrap rolls in the dark) it quit.
My dad passed away last year and I want to think it was just him touching bases with me because I haven't heard it since but ever since that day, I do get pieces of music that I associate with him and they stop as soon as I acknolwedge the memories I associate with him and the music combined...mostly tunes from the Disney movies at the drive-in that he took us to when I was really little and 70's music that he liked when I was the only child of his that lived in his house with him.
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Originally posted by AliCat:
Me too, Moni. Mostly, it tends to be one piece of music, repeated over and over. It's hideous when it's a TV commercial jingle, but most of the time it's a piece of music I like.
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That's how Rex's mother describes her experiences with it.
Sometimes I do recognize the tune (like Tina Turner) but a lot of times I don't, it is just rhythmic melodies, sometimes symphonic, sometimes more what I would call "tribal".
I don't play the piano, but I do have a talent for playing some simpler instruments by ear. I also used to be a drummer, playing along with 60's popular music when I was a kid. I no longer remember how to read music...perhaps I should refresh my memory so I can write it out and see what is in there.
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Originally posted by Sharpedge:
I know what you mean. In an idle moment during a car journey, or when I am sitting at my keyboard thinking about the next passage I am going to type, little ditties will start to go off in my head. These are tunes that I imagine and that fit my mood at the time, but they aren't anything I've ever heard before. I guess that's how some composers get their original ideas, by elaborating on these sparks and feelings.
That's one of the great frustrations in my life, because I have no musical aptitude, so if I make any attempt to put the music I'm imagining into something tangible it all goes horribly wrong and seems to slip away kinda like a forgotten dream. 
It seems especially intense when I'm in solitude, like out walking on Dartmoor (a huge expanse of wild moor land, literally on my doorstep), but like you say it's sort of always there.
So, no, I don't think you're nuts at all Moni.
I look on it as a gift.
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Thank you!
Yes, I wonder if I had ever learned to play the piano or if I could write music as I hear it just what it would all sound like when played from start to finish since it just seems to go on and blends from one piece to another as I go about my idle business.
When in solitude is when I am most attune to it as well since there are no outside distractions to lure my attention away.
I wonder how, with no musical outlet how people like you and myself could preserve some of the prettier tunes we eminate or if it is just meant to be heard not just by ourselves but also by those who watch over us?
Hey! Maybe they are the ones playing it?!
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[This message has been edited by Moni (edited 09-02-2001).]