A life of music

Music has been a big part of my life.

I don't see that changing.

I'm not sure if there's supposed to be a link between our character and our choice of music but I'd like to think there is, otherwise I'm not sure how to explain my eclectic/weird/odd taste/s.

I've been lucky to have some key influencers: Jazz from my dad; rock from my late uncle; my friends at school who exposed me (inter alia) to punk, new romanticism, Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young and soul; and a whole heap of other people too lengthy to name.

But music is much more than a prop for my disposition.

It lights up my soul?

In fact, it's one of the few things where I'm apt to shed a tear — and that, sadly, is a rare thing in my life.

One other thing: I've never closed my mind to listening to anything no matter what others say. I think, by now, I can make up my own mind about what floats my boat.



Photo by Simon Noh on Unsplash


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