Questions. The back of my mind, if not playing a song, is asking questions. They haven't stopped from the past couple years. I can give you a few questions as examples but that would be too mediocre. Really normal Hindu youth too exposed to the western culture questions. Ya know, the guy who has Christianity all figured out but has no clue what his religion is about? That guy, exemplifies me. At times, when I am listening to music or when I am pissing after holding it for a really really long time, it almost feels like God exists. But when I do stuff I really dislike, like waking up too early in the morning to go to work, I feel like God has unjustified my life's purposes. Screw you, guy-reading-this, I don't give a rat's ass of what your religious beliefs are but I can tell you this if there is any religion that is more fortifying in nature and is the most liberal, it is Hinduism. Of course Led Zeppelin is an immediate second.
LED ZEPP liberates me! It makes my soul fly. It is pure MUSIC. Food for my weary soul and an inspiration for my body polluted by the 22nd Century's consumerism. A friend who sticks by me during tough times, answers my calls in any case, a true and trustworthy friend. A real bro. Not one of those fake bastards who you cannot connect with. I turn to LZ whenever I need some inspiration and a fire on my bum when I need to run in situations I am only allowed to walk.
God, if any, bless this holy band of soul-emancipation and pure mind-fuck. And please don't mind but I am going to scar this beautiful body you gifted me with my fav. English Rock Band's lead guitarist's sigil.
Oh that doesn't mean Amit Trivedi is any less in my eyes but I need this inked on my left shouder. I could as well get Pink Floyd on there but I didn't want any part of my body to read a black scar that says "Pink". Too homo, don't you think so?
