Music is the Rhythm of Life

Music is the rhythm of life. That is very, very true. We hear things out in the world all the time and those of us that are so inclined translate those things into the music we hear every day. We take these rhythms and reproduce them on instruments made from everything from tree stumps to animal hides, reeds, bits of wire, animal hairs and even our own voices. It is the people that can do this translation that we call musicians.

A wise man once said that any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic. This is also true in the case of music. Sometimes, there are people that come along that are so adept at translating these rhythms that what gets produced, either by an individual or by groups of people all working towards a common goal, truly is magic. Their music transcends simply making sound emanate from a tube or a log or some strings, into something that transports us away from the moment.

It is at these special times that we can feel not only the technical proficiency of the musicians, but the rhythms that were originally captured by the artist. It is these rhythms that transport us to the other place in time, letting our inner self see and hear, smell and taste, those things being captured by the musician. It is in these moments that the magic happens.