When I was but a child, about 6 years old, I had this experience with an old tape from my deceased uncle. The music was from a movie and it was a little girl singing. It was otherworldly and very sweet. Never heard it again, but cried all night long by hearing it over and over again. That was me, alone in my parents bedroom, on Christmas…
Ever since my relationship with music has always been of feelings before anything else. I cry listening to Debbie Harry sometimes, Nina Simone, video game music from squaresoft, many movie themes, Sayonara Solitaire always, Royksopp (what else is there), even Garbage… there’s just too many songs to remember right now, but when I feel blue I play those just to cry and vent alone. It feels mostly good… Should have written this listening to one.