There's been a fascination and steadily growing adoration I've developed for Philip Glass over the years. He is a master of the alien harmony. Your ears can at first be unaccustomed to appreciating the melody in his music but with each iteration of that repeated baseline rhythm, the overlaid melodic voice shines and the allure of his full composition builds with such irresistibility. Your ears can't help but yield and your heart leans in. There is an impossible allure about his music which I can't fully understand. But it's this sense of wonder that has me perceive, it's not mere charm which draws me in but beauty.

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