I don’t understand those crazy people who drive down the highway, sitting in their car without the radio on. I mean how can people do that? Just drive down the highway at 50 mph in complete and utter silents as if music or sound itself does not exist.
Not me, I believe in music. Music is one of the most powerful means of communication. Music has no boundaries.
All my life I have been a musician. Each time before I learn a song, no matter what language or when the notes where put to paper I make it my focus to learn why it was written. Is it to proclaim love like so many songs do, a political statement, a prayer to a higher being, or something entirely different?
Everyone and anyone on earth and beyond understand the language of music. In fact, music was the language use to communicate with the unknown in the film Close Encounters of the Third Kind. It has been used throughout time to communicate. From early man’s drum to the Pirates of the Caribbean soundtrack, music has spoken to us. Music can talk and bring people together.
Notes relay sadness, excitement, joy, love, and hate. As war ravages Iraq, music brings hope to its people. On September 21, 2006, the Iraqi National Symphony came together to play a concert that reflected the views of the Iraqi people on the turmoil in their country, despite the bombing in Baghdad.
I believe in music and all the power within it. So when you are driving down the highway at 50 mph, remember music flows though people like a river, with intensity and greatness. It brings change and enlightenment as a river brings life and growth to its banks. This is why I believe in music.
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