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.
Blessings,
Ju.
