A guitar strumming, a keyboard tingling, and a bass player laying down an airy rhythm while the singer asks, “what’s that song you used to sing? I want to hear it again and again.” The drummer brings in a wall of sound for the chorus, the wall stopping just short of distortion. “Here we are singing ‘our love will never die’” repeats with a chorus of voices bringing to mind many images of days gone by yet still to come. “It’s good to feel alive!” Sure is. Thanks Mike. Shoutout the slow meditation on love Mike calls Staring At The Sun (“she dances into danger like a child”). Mike Musick
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Mike Musick - Angels On The Radio
A guitar strumming, a keyboard tingling, and a bass player laying down an airy rhythm while the singer asks, “what’s that song you used to sing? I want to hear it again and again.” The drummer brings in a wall of sound for the chorus, the wall stopping just short of distortion. “Here we are singing ‘our love will never die’” repeats with a chorus of voices bringing to mind many images of days gone by yet still to come. “It’s good to feel alive!” Sure is. Thanks Mike. Shoutout the slow meditation on love Mike calls Staring At The Sun (“she dances into danger like a child”). Mike Musick
