Being on a stage in front of a hundred thousand fans, or strumming alone, or with your garage band, you sink into a world of your own, a place where you own everything that is there, and there is nothing there that needs your care, except the music that you play.
Isn't that the happiest place on earth, and this place where the people stay, this place where the people love, aren't they the happiest people in the world?
Sure, Kurt Cobain killed himself, and he was a musician, but did he pull the trigger while he was singing "About A Girl"?
No, the bullet pierced his head when there was no guitar in his hands. One simply cannot possibly manage a shotgun while playing the guitar.
I wish I was a musician, so I can join the ranks of the happiest people in the world.
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