I remember his words because every day since that night,
they have rung more and more true.
Music seems to be everywhere these days. Sometimes, it's
the Clash or the Cars as muzak, trying to fill the emptiness
in the aisles at the supermarket and echoing down the canyons
at the mall. It's throbbing out of cars, so loud it seems surreal.
There's music in all those earbuds running up from Ipods
and cel phones on the bus, on the street, on the plane -
music as a wall, a separator trying to create some semblance
of personal space where none exists, trying to keep reality
just far enough away to feel safe for a minute or two...
Music is amazing. It may be
the most beautiful thing we
have created as a species.
When we celebrate life, we do it to music. When we bury
our dead, music walks with us. When we think no one can
understand how we feel, music reassures us someone does
(or did). When we want to dance, music says "Yeah!".
It's power to soothe, pleasure, define, inspire, communicate
and motivate us rivals that of food, sex and creation stories,
and like these other fundamentals, it is a commonality
among human communities.
All god's children make music
and listen to music. Music has
been an open source project
for thousands of years.
Generation upon generation of musicians, composers and listeners have listened,
learned, created, taught and otherwise contributed to the creation of a universe of sounds, traditions, styles,
theories and possibilities.
Every day of the way, musicians have been traveling,
playing, listening and copping licks, hooks, melodies
and verses from each other and taking them another
We live in a time when it's possible to access music-
both in live performance and recordings - from all over
the world. We can listen back to recordings more than 100
years old. The music we hear today is the source code
for the music of tomorrow.
I think it belongs to all of us...
but I don't think any of us own it.