Listening to Glen Hansard singing "Leave." God I love that man's voice...When I first saw the movie Once it was so hard because he looks a bit like my ex. But I can't help loving watching him sing. Marketa Irglova is also amazing. It's funny because while on one hand I agree that musicians are, as a breed, a difficult ilk, but they really are so sexy...the way they express themselves...the way they lose themselves in the moment.

Even someone as physically maybe not so attractive as BB King has a hold on my soul because of the way he sings and plays that guitar.

Now I'm listening to the two of them singing "Falling Slowly."

When I was a teenager, I was in love with John Lennon - an infatuation which is easily ignited by by a listen to a song.

The same way that a picture can reach in a pull out your emotions. A song does that, too.

I look at pictures of my dad from when I was a kid, and mostly I feel nothing, because that part of my life has been moved to a non-reaction section of my brain. But I look at pictures of my dad in the last 10-15 years of his life, and it makes me cry instantly, because I can relate to that guy. He's the one who tried so hard and wanted so much to be a part of our lives. The younger one...not so much.

Now I'm listening to John Lennon's "Serve Yourself." God I love him.

I don't know why I don't listen to more music. I love it, but I think what I hate about it is when there are other people around and I have to turn it off, or down, or the CD ends...LOL