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Alida: A 23-year-old Canadian exploring the infinite abyss that is New York City.

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I must say, one of my favorite things in the world is music that's too big for itself. Kathy and I had a great time at the concert tonight, and it was the kind of music where you can't help but smile and dance inside through the whole thing. It's too big. The music is too fulfilling to stay inside--my soul feels like it's going to burst when I listen to music like that. It doesn't happen all the time, but when it does, it's the type of music that makes you have to--not just want to, but have to--laugh, cry, shout, dance, sit and listen, run around screaming like a banshee... all at the same time. It's too big to fit in the room, in the voice, in the instrument, in the soul. THIS is music the way God intended it to be--there simply to make life happier and to fulfill the place that God made for it to be. Music is healing. Real music--true music--can't help but draw the soul closer back to God, because he was the one who invented it in the first place, so why shouldn't he be the first one to get the glory for "our" music? Something that touches the soul and transcends words that much can only be something that comes straight from God. We don't have the power to touch each other like that.

So thanks, Shelly, for being sick, and Kathy, for coming with me, and Brian, for directing a cool choir, and God, for making music in the first place! :o)
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