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So I followed a random link on Talking Time, and it lead me to the music for Space Mountain. Check that shit out. That is some badass, awesome soundtrack, there! It blew me the fuck away.

Then I realized I didn’t remember it, so I clicked on another link, this one comparing the “new” Space Mountain to the old one. Hey, there was some music I remembered. It’s changed since I’ve last been there, I suppose. That’s sad in a lot of ways. I remember the last time I was at DisneyWorld, and they had changed the Tiki Room to something similar, but very different, and it was almost depressing. Now, this change, with that badass music? I can probably get behind. Heh.

But goodness, it just got me thinking about DisneyWorld and it’s music.
Whenever I think about the reasons I want to go back there, it’s always about the music. I remember the music right past the sphere in Epcot, where you can go anywhere. (The exact part I always remember is at about the 6 minute mark or so, but it’s all good) There’s ambient music everywhere. It’s perfectly suited to your surroundings, it fades gracefully into one another as you leave or enter an area, and it just makes you feel like you’re on an adventure. A grand trip. I mean, it’s all fake. It’s all attractions and whatnot, but dammit, it just reaches in and hits the same parts of me that get all giddy and sweet and blushy when I read some really good work of children’s literature or something. The rides are fun, there are tons of neat things to see, but the reason why I want to go back, and will always want to go back again, I think, is just to feel that.

It is sad to think that, by the time I get back there, maybe lucky enough to bring kids of my own, everything will be mostly changed, though. You can’t expect them to keep everything as it was forever, of course. But gods, all four parks are just completely created to inspire nostalgia. I remember the last time we went, and how actually awesome it was to remember everything, and be able to re-find all the things that stuck out in my mind and see them again…

So much happened today, actually. A whole lot of things. And yet here I am, thinking about DisneyWorld. How many years has it been since I’ve been there? I have no fucking idea. But it still holds a bit of a pull on me.