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I had always been the music buff. But it didn’t mean I wasn’t biased with what I wanted.

So I was really excited to hear a music festival was happening this week. The theme? Classics. My kind of music, and not the noise some other bands would make.

Arriving in the scene (alone, since no one shared much of my taste) I was greeted with the soft, soothing tones of Vivaldi’s Four Seasons being aired in the PA System spread throughout the grounds. Very appropriate being it was windy outside. There were quite a few people during the morning, but I bet my bottom dollar it would get crowded during the afternoon. Our town was known for it’s appetite for music.

There were a large number of booths, selling almost everything that had something to do with music. Piano sheets, musical instruments, antique records, portraits and busts (of the artists) and of course, CDs and DVDs. There was a listening station where I mostly hung out for the most part of the day. Not that they minded, I had great interest in listening.

Afternoon came and the Flower Duet was floating lazily in the air. The stage was being set for an early performance by a passing orchestra. I had immediately taken a front row seat for myself, and there were a few people who shared the same thought as me. They did not fail our expectations. They were awesome. Especially the performance of Canon in D. The only word I could think of: eargasm.

What I found fun was the open-air dance that night. The orchestra still did the numbers and me, not to be a party pooper, indulged one. Great timing, for Habanera immediately came up. We had fun, like the gypsies of old, whirling and dancing to the tunes of the music.

I had so much fun by the time I went home, I realize I hadn’t eaten ever since morning

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