Actually, nothing that I am listening to does it, because as I am sitting watching television, I notice the piano beside me. As I notice the piano beside me, I am also thinking about playing and not a single sheet of music being in front of me. I then, I don’t know why or how, but connect it with the poems that I write and by listening to the critiques that follow, and realizeing the knowledge and inexperience that I lack in doing it. And the thoughts are fighting eachother to get out because there are too many of them in my head to fit at one time. On the other note, or music note should I say, I like all music. Any music that is sung through, well kind of like a poem. Brilliant new singer…..Leona Lewis ” Bleeding Love”. Simon, from American Idol, found her I believe.