"The only language I speak is Music".
I recent saw this statement on a twitter post. It made me think of how much music must mean to him...to me...to you. Making music is probably the most joyful and frustrating thing one can do. It is a language and a science. It is an experience we all love. To connect with the beat or mood of a song. Life without music would be a life without feeling. This year I want to speak the language of music. Keys, scales, intervals, rises and pumps. Not with words but with works. Happy New Year!