My Thoughts On Music

Music is a healing force. It separates us from our soma, and washes our souls clean, paints pictures from the past on a canvass in our hearts, and sheds sweet light on the hope of a new day. Hyoshi, childs clap, rhythm. It is in all things. A benevolent force which cannot be denied. The stars and the tides are the back beat to this complex human drama as we beep our way into the circling unknown, riding this little galaxie at a steady 4/4. I hear there is a bridge coming soon, and when we cross over that flaming crescendo we will descend in arpeggio into a familiar new. The sun will go on singing siren songs to the night as the moon chases her across the sky, The tides will endure, lapping at the feet of lovers, and the morose sounds from a bourbon soaked piano will still draw the saltwater truth from the eyes of one who has lost. Music, melody and rhythm amalgamate into manna that feeds the body and soul. Music, a conduit through which we communicate with our maker. Music, the true form of prayer. Make a joyous noise, for when we cross over into that familiar new we shall leave behind a holy vibration.