Andy Dufresne: That's the beauty of music. They can't get that from you... Haven't you ever felt that way about music?
Red: I played a mean harmonica as a younger man. Lost interest in it though. Didn't make much sense in here.
Andy Dufresne: Here's where it makes the most sense. You need it so you don't forget.
Red: Forget?
Andy Dufresne: Forget that... there are places in this world that aren't made out of stone. That there's something inside... that they can't get to, that they can't touch. That's yoursSee music for me is almost everything. I have written about this before but I had never realized how important it was to me until I could not listen to it everyday. I should really be clear about not being able to listen to music; I could not listen to my music; there was the occasional rap or reggae song playing in the background, but I could not listen to what I wanted to. Back to the point that my music never left me. My mind went into survival mode somehow and kept the songs and bands that I loved fresh in my mind. I could play almost from start to finish some of my favorite albums; granted it did not take as long and not all the lyrics where there however it was enough to get me through the days and keep my spirits up.
There is no real point to this post; just something that I wanted to share; hell that is why I call it a rant!