What Music Means to Me

I was thinking today about what music means to me.  I need it like I need air, like I need food – my spirit would be barren if there was no constant melody in me.   There’s a rhythm to my step, to my talk, to the movement of my hands.  Everything in me produces harmony.   Music is a soul sound that transcends all languages and goes straight to the spirit.  I want my sound to be – subliminally celestial – not a turn off to the common man.