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My early morning dances are like secret journeys. The music I choose to listen to is not only the soundtrack for these escapades, but help comprise the journey itself. This morning I listened to 99 & Barry, the 1/4/13 show from the AfterFM archive.

I express what I hear through my body as I glide through the otherwise quiet world of the cemetery. I listen deep to this music, but these deejays deserve even deeper listeners than me. But at least this music is flowering in my own mind. Really flowering, like a wild Suessian garden.

"Vaya Con Queso".







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