I love the plinky, metallic tones of a music box. It may be partly due to nostalgia; after all, I had a music box as a child, which played one of the songs I had learned for a recital. I often danced to the little music box waltz in The Forgotten Carols. And sometime in my late teens, I wrote a melancholy music box piece off a ditty my little brother played once. I still remember it.
There's something hauntingly beautiful about that sound, about its repetitive but elegant loop, about it slowing down and finally stopping--sometimes in the middle of the piece it's playing. So when I find a good one, I'll wind it up and listen, then wind it up again...
...or in today's world, I set it to repeat on YouTube.
As we toyed with the idea of making a visual novel, my husband downloaded a "game" called Juniper's Knot. While I can't recommend it for language reasons, I did enjoy the story and the music, particularly the song that follows. (I'll give you a hint: it's a music box melody. See, no random tangents here.)