My music had roots which I'd dug up from my own childhood, musical roots buried in the darkest soil.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I was raised around music.
The roots of my music start from the ghetto.
In the midst of hardship, it was the music that restored my soul.
I really haven't strayed too far, musically, from my roots.
I lived for music since I could think.
As I discovered music, especially Rock 'n Roll, new territory was opened to me. I was lured by the unbridled rhythm of this art form. It was like gasoline on the fire of my youthful spirit.
There's a lot of music in my life, and I found it a very important part of my life.
Music had been my first love among the arts, and I was fascinated by it, as I still am.
I have a pretty healthy perspective on what my past music was.
I know my roots and I cannot forget the journey I made.
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