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I was listening to an album I love earlier today when it hit me - music is like sex! When it's good it's pretty darned great and very satisfying, and then you want to go back for more. But also like sex, when it's bad it's pretty awful, and you'd rather be doing/listening to something else.

 

This is the song that put the analogy into my head:

 

 

Like good lovemaking, it starts off slow to get you in the mood. It gradually gets faster and more intense, and then by the ~6:00 point it's going so hard and fast and you are thoroughly immersed in the music! You don't want it to ever end, but boom!, at 7:35 it climaxes, and then neatly finishes up leaving you completely satisfied.

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If music is like sex, then yesterday I spent the day at a reunion with my old flames. I had an hour drive listening to the Sirius channel "First Wave" and it was one eargasm after another. Talking Heads, Pretenders, Smiths, Cure, REM, La's, Kajagoogoo, Men At Work, the Beat... I needed a cigarette at the end of it all.
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If music is like sex, then yesterday I spent the day at a reunion with my old flames. I had an hour drive listening to the Sirius channel "First Wave" and it was one eargasm after another. Talking Heads, Pretenders, Smiths, Cure, REM, La's, Kajagoogoo, Men At Work, the Beat... I needed a cigarette at the end of it all.

 

I have often felt like this about music!

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If I can't listen to music, I just have to make do playing my own guitar :unsure:

If I can't have sex i just have to make do playing my own organ.

*opens the door, walks in, stops dead, slowly backs up, closes the door* :o
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If I can't listen to music, I just have to make do playing my own guitar :unsure:

If I can't have sex i just have to make do playing my own organ.

*opens the door, walks in, stops dead, slowly backs up, closes the door* :o

 

Scaredy cat.

 

 

:LOL:

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If I can't listen to music, I just have to make do playing my own guitar :unsure:

If I can't have sex i just have to make do playing my own organ.

*opens the door, walks in, stops dead, slowly backs up, closes the door* :o

Yeah. You don't want to walk in on a guy when he's playing with his instrument
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If I can't listen to music, I just have to make do playing my own guitar :unsure:

If I can't have sex i just have to make do playing my own organ.

*opens the door, walks in, stops dead, slowly backs up, closes the door* :o

 

Scaredy cat.

 

 

:LOL:

 

That made me laugh! :P

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If I can't listen to music, I just have to make do playing my own guitar :unsure:

If I can't have sex i just have to make do playing my own organ.

*opens the door, walks in, stops dead, slowly backs up, closes the door* :o

Yeah. You don't want to walk in on a guy when he's playing with his instrument

:scared:
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"All right, baby

You see what I got here in my hands

I got it right in my hands

Just for you, baby

I think I'm gonna yank on it one time

Look out!"

- T. Nugent, "Wang Dang Sweet Poontang"

 

 

 

Another set of lyrics I found on line had the fifth line as "I think I am gonna yank, on a wonton" - not even kidding.

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