Taste of my music

Now, I’m sitting on the chair listening to the music. Beyond the window ledge, I can see a wide-stretch azure. There are two gulls flying across the landscape as fast as the wind, let behind the graceful sky in a tranquil Sunday afternoon. I imagine that just open the glass windows and there blows into the room sweet of spring air in April.  I am lazy let my mind sunk in the music of Full House Ost. These are such dulcet music to my ears. Currently, I change my music taste to Koran drama ost. Needless to say, I was a fervent fan of Korean drama. There was once a time, I just watched and watched Korean dramas, regardless of the other countries.  Now of course time changes and so does my taste. I watch some from America, some from Japan. But still I am a fan and a loyal one.  To tell the truth, my taste of music changes rapidly rather than of films. I remember as if last week I ‘ve just liked to listen to only instrumental music. Before that I was a fan of Enja, and Yiruma. And before that maybe Delta Goodrem,  James Blunt, and many many. Of course when I was in my teenage, I liked Britney, and some hot boy bands at that time. It also depends in my mood. When I am sad, I prefer some delightful one to wipe my sorrow out. Meanwhile when I am in calm mood, I like to listen to some mellow ones. I am not a picky person. I can listen up to many kinds of music, from modern to classic, just except some heavy rocks. Punk rock is quite so-so, but not so heavy. I get sick when facing with that kind of clamor. I mean strong bass and monotonous melody. I have a bad habit that I want to make my friends follow my taste of music. It just derives from my positive thought of sharing and giving. But it just failed many times. And I need to accept that anyone has different taste of music, and not just only and simply music, but many others. Accept willingly and respectably.