You Will Never Hear It Again...
The year is 1833. You hear some pianist is performing nearby, so you decide to go check him out. He plays the most beautiful melody you have ever heard. You will never hear it again, and the longing to hear it one more time will follow you to your death...
We who have instant access to the most beautifully composed music in history should not take it for granted. Every single day is a choice to either bask in the beautiful or to consoom degeneracy. To marvel at the glory of a great symphony or to fill your mind with lyrics appealing to the basest of instincts.
Which way, Western man?