On Music

I love music. Almost every kind that has rhythm. Unfortunately, these days you have various kinds of music which can be most probably called noise. It has no rhythm. Just pounding tempo from a drum machine and it makes me wonder why would anyone torture himself/herself by listening to the ear shattering cacophony that goes for music these days.
Give me a guitar and some chord sheets and I think I would be happy to make music that way I see fit and one that is guaranteed to make you sway and close your eyes as you let the sultry notes made by the strings soothe you and make you feel all happy and warm at the same time.
Add to that a gaggle of like-minded friends and you have the perfect recipe for a good evening of unwinding and relaxation.
Coming from a live music culture prevalent in my social circle, I miss it somewhat but thank goodness to my guitar and some canned music I can survive. Now if only some good ol' folks would appreciate music for what it is and join up we could start a music revolution in this old world town. In fact it would be perfect. It would mean that this old city has finally caught up with its heritage.
Music is the language of the heart. You don't need to understand what is being played. Who cares if the chords are in C minor or D Major. What matters is letting the music get into your bloodstream and the words wash over you. The words too better make sense else the whole experience is lost. Profanity in music is sacrilegious as far as I am concerned and indeed also in everyday conversation. Dirty mouths are a result of dirty minds!
When you consider the arts I can't think of anything better than music. Every mood, thought, feeling, and wonderment has been captured by musicians and shared with the world. The elixir of living, the balm of human suffering, the message you couldn't put into words, the thought you couldn't share, and the unsaid word can all be conveyed through music. That is the beauty of it.
Make music and you can paint a canvas similar to an artist. Music is like an abstract painting that is filled with something more than colors and imagination.
That something is you. It is part of your being.
From the earliest civilization to the present day music has been a gift to those who have ears and will listen. Can you hear the music? If you listen hard enough you will hear the beat in your heart and the rhythm in your soul. Go make your music... cheers!