Lines.


lines

Those colorful, nicked up lines.

Didn’t think anyone would recognize them, but I was wrong.

These lines represent little moments of excitement. The anticipation of hearing music of a new band or just an old favorite.

Young.

Old.

Music evokes the deepest feelings of joy or sorrow.

Your worst enemy during a breakup.

Your best friend on the subway, in the car, at the gym or just inside on a rainy day.

The covers themselves, works of art.

These lines, representative threads of the music that is stacked between moments in our lives until the very end.


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