After silence, that which comes closest to expressing the inexpressible is music. –Aldous Huxley
I have what some might call a “musical background.” I grew up playing piano, started playing guitar and bass sometime around middle school, and have suffered from the notion that I am a singer for quite some time now.
Because of its consistent and everlasting presence in my own life, the way I think about music has always contained spiritual undertones. It is healing, it centers me, and it provides an outlet for emotions that I honestly do not think I could express otherwise. One sexy chord pattern from John Mayer does more for my soul than a thousand kind words.
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