Music is the Gatorade for the soul, that refreshing, life-giving wholesome necessity. I cannot think of anything that starts a day better than some good tunes, a cup of coffee, and a big fatty. Music is life.
It knows my good side almost as well as it knows my bad. It knows how to lighten a room or tighten a fist. It brings the smiles and executes the unquenchable pains we push away.
Sometimes in the course of this madness, this chaotic ride I am hostage on, never was I a volunteer, regardless, so many nights it has been home, it has been that family I wish I had. It becomes to some of the people their only hope.