Quote by Robert Plant

When I was a kid, I was following black soul music.

When I was a kid, I was following black soul music.

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This quote expresses the speaker's interest and passion for listening to black soul music during their childhood. It signifies their preference for this particular genre of music and suggests that they have actively sought out and enjoyed the sounds and melodies of soul music. It could also imply a personal connection to the cultural elements and themes often found in black soul music, hinting at their cultural appreciation or identification with this genre.

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