{"id":2453,"date":"2012-10-14T12:10:46","date_gmt":"2012-10-14T16:10:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.westwoodvalley.com\/?p=2453"},"modified":"2012-10-14T12:10:46","modified_gmt":"2012-10-14T16:10:46","slug":"my-musical-evolution-part-302-roach-days-revisited-more-mozart","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wrharrison.com\/musicalevolution\/2012\/10\/14\/my-musical-evolution-part-302-roach-days-revisited-more-mozart\/","title":{"rendered":"My Musical Evolution – Part 302 Roach Days Revisited More Mozart"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"Mozart's<\/a>Over the course of 1987, my vices began to diminish and fall away. I was 22 and the previous 5 years had been a string of epic parties.\u00a0 It was starting to get old, or maybe\u00a0I was. It sounds ridiculous when I read that back. Old at 22? The past few years were my Barney Stinson years although my approach didn’t allow the use of alcohol to gain advantage and lying was prohibted.\u00a0 I had 4 rules that I followed. It kept everything civil. 1. No alcohol to cloud her judgement. Not saying she could have any but no drunk girls. 2. No lying. No telling her what she wants to hear or misleading in any way. Example: She said “Will you still respect me in the morning?” My honest response “I don’t respect you now?” 3. No initiation. This made things much more challenging. I never made the first move. I had to convince <\/em>her to kiss me first before I could reciprocate. 4. No escalation. She always determines how far it goes. She has to take it to the next level before I can reciprocate.<\/p>\n

The rules made it infinately more challenging and kept all those “releationships” amicable. After all, the girls were always in the driver’s seat. Any what does this have to do with Mozart orMy Musical Evolution?Nothing really, just trying to demonstrate the mental shift that was occuring. I was driving home from Woodburn at sunrise on a Sunday morning. I had spent the night at the home of a young lady who shall remain nameless because frankly, I don’t remember it.<\/p>\n

I was driving over some really cool country roads out there as the sun rose in my rear view. I was listening to this CD that I had committed to Maxell for road use. It was really early and the roads were mine alone. As I drove and enjoyed these classical pieces, it occured to me that it was in fact Easter. A quick look at Bing.com tells this day was in April 19th, 1987. A month ago I was in Indy seeing Iron Maiden and today\u00a0I held an informal sunrise service in my car. I won’t go as far as say that I had some kind of religious revelation but\u00a0I did have a serious discussion with myself regarding where this would all lead or what it meant.<\/p>\n

So I decided to scale back on everything. I still liked to party and loved the ladies but I felt that it was time to move on. I wanted something else and it would be quite a while before I could figure out what that might be.<\/p>\n

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