Any musicians and engineers who are writing and who are unsigned...Anyone who remembers me from college or school..Anyone who remembers Interdance(Sterns) and those who went to Spiral Tribe, Torpedo Town festivals......Anyone who remembers me from my time in Dusseldorf/Krefeld (Germany)...... .......................................Any Music Headz who are into creating crazy styles and rhythms..................................................... ............................................................ ............................................................ ............................................................ ............................................................ ............................... MUSIC....................................................... ............................................................ ............................................................ ............................................................ ...............When music sounds, gone is the earth I know, And all her lovely things even lovelier grow; Her flowers in vision flame, her forest trees Lift burdened branches, stilled with ecstasies.When music sounds, out of the water rise Naiads whose beauty dims my waking eyes, Rapt in strange dreams burns each enchanted face, With solemn echoing stirs their dwelling-place.When music sounds, all that I was I am Ere to this haunt of brooding dust I came; And from Time's woods break into distant song The swift-winged hours, as I hasten along....................................................... ............................................................ ..........................................................Ye h Right!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Walter de la Mare