And I sing and sing of awful things The pleasure that my sadness brings.
Music expresses first of all sadness rather than joy.
The blues are just a heightened sense of awareness of life's ups and downs, and things that a guy sees after a couple hits of Jack Daniels.
The music of an unhappy people, of the children of disappointment; they tell of death and suffering and unvoiced longing toward a truer world, of misty wanderings and hidden ways.
I like to listen to sad music when I’m sad. It seems honest. It makes me cry, and sometimes a good cry is the only thing that can make you feel better.
But what if music is what escapes when a heart breaks?
Blues are the songs of despair.
The music tends to be an expression of one's darker moments.
A lot of country music is sad.
Every sorrow suggests a thousand songs and every song recalls a thousand sorrows and so they are infinite in number and all the same.
