Friday, February 23, 2007

making music

I've always said that music is my primary form of communication. Oh, I enjoy writing and sitting around chewing the fat as much as the next guy, but there is nothing like being in a room with some folks, and everyone is in the groove, and the bass is the heart-beat, and the drums are the pulse, and the horns are screamin', and that sweet guitar is just wailing away. That's living!

And if you add on top of that a funky singer who can really get down, I'm lost in the ecstasy.

Then there's playing out. Watching people dance to your music is the ultimate high. They're feeding off you, and you're feeding off them, and the spiral keeps getting higher and higher. That's what it's all about.

And you don't have to be Charles Mingus or Chick Corea to get there. Ever heard of the One-Note Samba? Don't be shy. Just grab an instrument and start noodling.

1 comment:

deborahoak said...

welcome to the blogoshphere!!!!!! Can't wait for more posts...love the way you make music, by the way.