Music.... what keeps our soul a buzz. It sits intimately in our minds replaying its melodies. It radiates in our soul so much that it brings a smile to our face. Our bodies feel compelled to move to the bass and our fingers twiddle whether we're conscious of it or not. With just the sounds that please our bodies pumping through the stereo we nod our heads and we close our eyes, we tap our feet and we chant the words. We twist and turn our bodies to symbolize what we think the music would look like if it were brought to life. We dance this dance and it makes us happy. If and when you see someone with the joy of your music, dancing the same pleasant dance, you feel a connection. Connections that may bring a new friend or patch an old wound. It can heal someone locked in their own mind or soothe a person under the pressure of their many emotions. It can heal a broken spirit or join together a group. If this notion of unseen notes has the power to do all of that then who has the power to say what is good music and what's bad music. Should music be a sound to please the ear or one to describe the indescribable? And if one person can feel that feeling that you get when listening to his music and you get the same feeling listening to yours then who's to say which music is worse or better? It serves it's purpose either way whether you're doing the jig to it or not someone out there gets what he or she needs to get out of it. Music is the subjective force that leads to an objective mission: to express what you couldn't put into words and give you a feeling unlike what's going on around you. In that respect then all music just is......
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