Music

Sunday morning, after a rather heavy night.. head still dizzy, maybe a hangover. You have still not brushed your teeth or washed your face. Yeah a cup of tea from Shyam was wonderful, a usual Finnish spring morning(-5 C). Cloud cover, that will aid a perfect swing balling if it would have been Lords, maybe on a first day pitch 150 all out kind of weather. And here you are sitting there, Generous tuning 20 Euro Chinese Guitar which i have screwed up. And here he goes..

"Pretty Women, walking down the streets". Just him and his guitar and we had a trance suddenly everything felt good, life seemed worth it and not a word is spoken when he delivers three melodies one after the other. Just him and the untuned guitar.

That's the power of music. Its ability to affect your brain so fast and so positively. Amongst all this noise, music is a gift e have found for ourselves. And the wonderful and beautiful of all art forms. Its special because unlike other arts it doesn't imitate nature, its special because it so natural that even babies who don't know colors and words respond to music. Instead of copying nature as other arts, it adds to it.

Its a mans return gift to gods whereever they maybe.