Timbo

I can't imagine a world without bass. Any music, be it classic rock or Drum'n'Bass or hip-hop, needs to have that deep, rumbling element. When really good music catches my attention, the first reaction I get is this tingling sensation down my arms and legs and neck. It flows through me, raising my hairs and drawing me in, begging me to shut my eyes and drift elsewhere. Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! The beat immediately takes control of my entire body. Like a mindless zombie, my head moves in unison to the tempo as I shut my eyes. My mind soars, flying limitlessly, out of reach from it's ties to humanity; beyond the grasp of Time and Space, I float through a whole new world. Sometimes I wish I could escape forever, but I know that would be impossible. Still, it is relaxing and calming to take a break from my reality and send my mind on an electronic journey; a cheap substitute, in a sense. Techno is a drug, a substance I use to wind down and ease my thoughts and feelings, a substance I use to induce happiness into my life. I love most any music, but this music is the only type that has this specific affect on my body and mind.