Saturday, February 16, 2008

A Tribute to Haruki Murakami

by larryniven

You see, music has always worked for me like smells work for everyone else. People say this or that odor means HOME, but for me it's Tchaikovsky's "Lullaby." Whenever I want SUMMER, nothing tops Gershwin. The Beatles, they sound like CHILDHOOD. When she sang, I heard MYSELF – what could I do but fall in love?

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