Jazz
Jazz is my favourite thing in the whole world. On boxing day I walked two hour through a blizzard and spent $30 I don't have to see a fairly low key jazz musician who was working back in the 50s. And it was one of the best things I've done all year. I came out grinning like a loon. My soul was nourished, my mind fed, no stupid vocals getting in the way of the actual music like in almost every other genre (vocals can be sublime sometimes, don't get me wrong, but for me if you NEED words to communicate then you aren't a good enough musician), and I was transfixed all the way through. All the nuances, all the interplay between the performers, the past, present and future, every decision made in each moment of the song creating something beautiful and unique... If you told me now I could be a jazz musician if I never had sex again in my life, then I wouldn't hesitate to pick jazz.

I don't mind that you think it's self-indulgent and soulless, really. I just want you to know that for me it is transcendent.
(WarneMarsh My priority for frivolity begets quality jollity, Tue 4 Jan 2011, 1:50, Reply)