There is always music playing in my head

The saddest day of the year is the summer solstice.
The day with the highest expectations of the year is the winter solstice.

I have always thought that this is similar to the psychology of people who are into M.

Among them, there are those who give themselves the happiness of being tied up by a professional rope artist only once a year. You might think that the joy of finally reaching that day and time after waiting for a year would be immense, but they say that is not the case. From their perspective, the day they are tied up is the saddest day of the year.

The moment of being tied up is a wonderful time, but the more they feel the joy, the more they are reminded of its end. The end comes, and then they wait for the promised day of the following year. From their perspective, the days they spend waiting all year long are the joy itself. The days of patiently waiting and enduring to be given that experience are the joy itself.

When I apply my feelings to this story, my summer solstice is the 'day of being tied up'.
No, their story is much more noble than mine, though.

Ah, #what are you talking about
I am trying to talk about music.

The other day, on the summer solstice.
When I woke up in the morning, music was playing in my head as usual.

When I was aiming to be a jazz singer, the person who taught me the basics of jazz said, 'The first step is to be able to have jazz playing in your head at all times.' I think that meant I should listen to jazz that much. Since I hadn't been chasing jazz all along, I didn't know many jazz melodies at the time.

After I started facing jazz, I listened to it voraciously. I have always loved vocal music, but for some reason, I was drawn to instrumental music. I went to listen to many live performances. I also participated in many sessions.

My days were suddenly dyed in the colors of jazz.

Before long, jazz started playing in my head all the time.
I thought I had finally taken the first step.
That was over 20 years ago.

Looking back, I want to tell my past self what a lukewarm thing I was saying. The moment you are conscious of jazz playing in your head, it is not really playing. That is not what it means. It is not about it playing in your head. Being constantly with jazz is what it means for it to be 'playing'.

It is only when you have sheet music everywhere, are constantly playing instruments, constantly singing, and living a life where you feel like you want to rest your ears a little, that you can say it has finally started playing.

In the morning, before I wake up, More than you know starts playing in my brain and I start singing as I wake up, or the sound of a piano playing Green Dolphin Street overflows from my brain, and I touch the piano with sleepy eyes. That is a normal day.

It was on the morning of the summer solstice the other day, in the midst of such days.
I woke up with music playing in my brain as usual. The song that was playing in my brain that day.

It was Barracuda's Japan Nationwide Drinking Song Why.

Come to think of it, a while ago, when I arrived at the nearest station and was going up the stairs to the ground floor, The Drunken Man Has Returned started playing in my brain.

I have been writing about grand things, but having jazz always playing in my head just means that by being conscious of it, something like a 'music circuit' has opened in my brain. I realized that it just happens that the music playing in my brain is often jazz, and it actually carries the risk that completely different music might start playing due to some impulse.

Having music always playing in your head.
That means you are equipped with an AI-powered jukebox in your brain.

#what are you talking about
#Life is music itself.